So Miss B and I went to the "Antiques, Collectables and Crafts" market in town on Sunday and had a lovely time thanks to the swans ride, the music played by some friends of ours, the hog roast, and the presence of the all-but-ubiquitous (in these parts) Professor Crump. The Prof. was doing his usual cycling around, doing bad jokes and making balloon animals which, of course, got Miss B's attention. So while we waited our turn, we had a chat about what to ask for.
"You'll need to ask for an animal," I say. "Ask for a dog or a rabbit."
"Rabbit," she decides.
So our time came and Miss B was asked what she wanted.
"Snake."
At least it was an easy one for the Prof. to make and soon Miss B was strutting around with her balloon snake ("Hissing Sid Rumpo," as the Prof. dubbed him). It was all we could to to prevent her from taking the snake to bed with her later.
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