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To Market, To Market to Buy Some Cheap Socks.
If there is anything I have felt is missing from the intelligentsia populated, mojo encrusted, media enclave that is Crouchers Green, it is a proper market. Oh, sure enough, there is a farmer’s market up the road at Mustard Hill, where you will, according to Daddy, pay so much for six ‘free-range, rare breed, home-reared, [...]
Home Again, Home Again, Jiggety Jig
Came home today. Boo! It was very sad to see Daddy take the tent down, especially when it fell on him. We said goodbye to our new friends, Mike, Caitlin and Alby and everyone said they would e- mail each other, which is what Tall People often say when they never want to see someone [...]
All We Need Is Radio Goo-Goo
Listening to the radio today at lunchtime, I was struck by the simplicity of what DJs actually do. They don’t make music, they just play records, recite catchphrases and talk absolute nonsense for a few hours, punctuated by people who tell us what the weather is like, people who tell us which music celebrity is [...]
Hooray. Hooray, It’s Polling Day. What A Disappointment!
Well. I have to say; today was a bit of a disappointment all round. First up. There are supposed to be lots of parties in this election so, when we I went out with Mummy and Daddy to vote at the library, I expected there would be streamers and jelly and fireworks and maybe a [...]
In the Night Garden Upsy Daisy and Her Bed – She Needs It!
No Toddly-Tunes today. Apparently Marian Lord has got some sort of Piggy-Flu or something so we stayed at home. I should have been pleased but I’ve got so used to it I rather missed it. Decided to start my own music class so I scribbled a notice saying ‘Singa-Longa-Tommy, Today at 3 O’Clock’ and got [...]
Shopping In Another Country
These Toys were bought by: Mummy, Other People |