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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