"when I grow up I want to be a Red Arrows Pilot"
"Sorry son, they've been scrapped"
"OK, when I grow up I want to be an airline pilot."
"Sorry son, we've paid so much in council tax that we can't afford to sponsor you."
"Alrigt then, I'll get an airline to sponsor me!"
"Ever since the introduction of aviation taxes, all the airlines have based themselves abroad, and that includes their recruitment policies"
"Well, if I can't fly, I gues I'd like to be the captain of a big cruise liner"
"All foreign now son!"
"OK, I'll be a racing driver"
"Only if you like driving electric cars son!"
"A huntsman?"
"Forget it, son"
"A marksman?"
"Nope"
"Well, Dad, what can I be when I grow up?"
"A number, son, just a number"
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