One day I decided to go to the village of Gruddley. I went to the smallest house in the village. I was told it was Princess Tilly’s house. I knocked gently. KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK. “Anyone home?’ No one answered so I walked inside. “Hello?’ Still no one answered. I tip toed own the passage and…
Splish, splash, splonk….
“Hum ….La de dum, Hummmmmmmm.”
Splish, Splash …
Where was it coming from?
Miss “A” for Attitude smiled and waved her spindly arms.
A long thread of wool began to unwind from her cardigan. I watched in fascination, what would happen if the rest of the wool unraveled.
Then another splash reminded me that there was water coming from the drawer … How could that be?
A koala bear lives in my trees, he or she, climbs from one to one, selecting the most delicious morsels for supper. It sits up high and watches over our family. But these trees live in a different forest and have amazing stories to tell.