‘Oh by golly, hasn’t Mr Parrot made us a super cake?’ she said. ‘Is he here?’ I’m not sure how she missed him actually as Dad was hopping around over by Motley clutching his shoes and socks and waiting for his toenails to dry. Instead Mrs T spotted us and did that big lipsticky smile which made M...
The good bit was that Ellie passed her half a sandwich and sat there with her hand in the air waiting for Martha to take it. ‘What are you doing?’ asked Ivy. ‘Oops, sorry!’ said Ellie and she blushed red. ‘Martha always helps me finish my lunch. It’s just habit.’ ‘You’d have been a bit freaked if...