I wandered away from tummy mountain for a couple of nights as the needs and pressures of reality demanded me to do so.
On my return, as I crossed the river and wandered back into the foothills, I could see the little ones playing in a cardboard box. Today the cardboard box was a car. It wasn't moving very far, or at all, but it's occupants were very happy shouting at the top of their lungs' capabilities "DEE DEE DEE DEE DEE DEE... "
They told me they had invented a dee dee car and it ran on dee dee dee, not petrol. Once again the little ones have proved to me that their scientific minds are not limited to forms of energy that one would readily expect for an alternative fuel source.
I left them, in a field, not moving, in a car running on sound.