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Oh, Dear. Witchy’s Taken Her Dislike of Tofu to a New Level…
At least she’s being creative about it!
This morning, I was in the kitchen, waiting for the kettle to boil so I could make a pot of tea. Still in my jams, I was not quite functional yet when Witchy knocked at the door.
On opening it, I found her grinning from ear to ear and looking very much like she was up to something.
“Morning, Witchy!” I stepped aside so she could come in.
“Good morning!” she replied, following me to the kitchen.
“You’re up early! I know it’s not your favourite…mine either! What a pair we are!” I rolled my eyes playfully.
“Yes! I am! And no, it’s not! And yes, we are!”
I was too sleepy to have managed that reply and was amazed that she’d done it at that hour.
“That’s the second time in a couple of weeks that you’ve been here at this time. Last week, it was because were excited to tell me you’d written The Pinhead Song about Vladimir and put it on YouTube.”
