What's in the pocket?

I was about to leave for school and stood in front of Mum with one hand in the pocket of my shorts.

'What have you got in your pocket?'

'Nothing Mum.'

'What have you got in your pocket?'

'Nothing Mum.'

'What have you got in your pocket?'

'Nothing Mum.'

'Off you go then.'

I never made that mistake again. The fags always went in a safe place under the Palmers Channel Hall after that near death experience.