Not much to do

It is true that in the Dingly Dell sometimes there is not much to do. Thankfully the residents of this place were very good at amusing themselves. It was by amusing herself  that Bisky the biscuit had come to be known as a naughty person, for her idea of fun was usually her mother`s idea of misery. To watch an idea as to what might constitute fun enter Bisky`s tiny mind, to see it gather  speed and be hastened into motion was what fascinated most of the folk who were fortunate (or unfortunate,) enough to know Biscuits. To encounter her scheming plans or fall foul of a badly carried out manoeuvre which always bore the hallmark of Biscuit which she gave to each misdeed. Most people said that these uncharities would be her undoing, though this was not going to be the case, for it was these jolly escapades and through them
her realising her true nature, which meant that she would survive this life unspoilt by a morality which ruled the lives of so many naughty children.

Biscuits did not go to school very often. The Birds in the trees and the geese which flew overhead in August did not go to school and Fuzzy did not go to school so neither would she.