Sunday 9 September 2012


Minerva, what the hell have you been doing?



Whut?



Why are you covered in grime?



I've been miming.



Miming doesn't make you covered in grot...unless people throw things at you, I suppose.



No, no, I've been coal miming, miming for coal.



You've been down the hole that they are digging outside the house, haven't you?



Totally. It was awesome.



Minerva, that's really dangerous, they don't make those holes stable for mad kittens to go clambering around in.



You're telling me it's dangerous. Mr Wobbles was being the parakeet and he passed out.



Gas escape?



Well yes but I couldn't help it. I told you you shouldn't give me anchovies for lunch.

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