Friday, July 24, 2009

the wheels of commerce

For two weeks I have been held prisoner. I had been captured by the villainous work demons, but I escaped by hiding under a table when no-one was looking, and then jumping out a window.

At last I have returned to tummy mountain where I belong, gazing lovingly into the bulging eyes of frogs, jumping unexpectedly out of the long grass, and being invited to tea parties by the little ones.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009


Wee Small, as you may have gathered by now, can be very helpful.
Just last night she was helping Wee Tiny. Explaining things to her, making it crystal clear.

"M,A,U,K,J,E" said Wee Small
"And what does that spell?" asked Wee Tiny
"It spells 'S,A,B,H,V.'" said Wee Small.
"Oh." said Wee Tiny.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

a meeting of minds

Wee Small has very blue feet.
She has been colouring them in with marker pens.
She informs me that she is a dolphin.

"Perfect. How would you like to swim in the bath?"

Monday, July 6, 2009


...sometimes it is hard to find a broom on tummy mountain.
...sometimes all the brooms have become horses.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Stop Press!

Baby bird's big debut!

Wee Peep has always wanted to be with the big birds. Fly with the big birds! Eat worms with the big birds! But most of all she wanted to just "hang out" on the big wall with the big birds. Alas, even though she tried and tried, she was just too small and too round for her little wings to fly her up there.

But today she did it!

And now she is with her big friends. They look after her and make sure she is alright.

Of course the tummy mountain chronicler was on hand and the event has been commemorated on the front page!