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Riddle:
My three brothers, my cousin, and I are stood in a line. I am the shortest of all my brothers and I am at one end of the line. At the other end of the line is my cousin, who is the fattest out of all of us. My tallest brother is in the middle of the line. We cannot move away from where we stand and yet we are very flexible. We are very useful; people would struggle without us. What are we?
Riddle:
I'm by nature solitary, scarred by spear and wounded by sword, weary of battle. I frequently see the face of war, and fight hateful enemies; yet I hold no hope of help being brought to me in the battle, before I'm eventually done to death. In the stronghold of the city sharp-edged swords, skilfully forged in the flame by smiths, bite deeply into me. I can but await a more fearsome encounter; it is not for me to discover in the city any of those doctors who heal grievous wounds with roots and herbs. The scars from sword wounds gape wider and wider; death blows are dealt to me by day and by night.
What am I?
Riddle:
A doctor drops off a young boy at school every morning before work. The doctor is not the child’s father, but the child is the doctor's son. How does this work?
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