Saturday morning, the local Apple, busy and bright, your mums, your dads, your every manner of age group, buyers and browsers both, your attendant colour-coded trained staff helpful and assisting, whatever query, quibble, general info, young, eager beaver, explaining, demonstrating, generous to a fault, the fingers, the words, such beauteous babble, offspring offloaded, no need to tell them, look at them go, the recruiter cruising the tykes. “Kid’s a born killer,” he praises appraises this sweet mother’s game-playing son. Training manual. Opening gambits. Friendly but not too. Smile. Shrug. Appreciative. Lucky you. Except watch it. The paedophile connotation. Get it…