Thursday, 10 October 2013

tales form the dingly dell the stories of fuzzy and biscuits

Biscuits and Fuzzy lived in the dingly dell and they were always happy.

Except sometimes, when Biscuits was naughty. She didn`t mean to be naughty. But she couldn`t help being naughty. She was just like that sometimes and sometimes she could be very nice.  Biscuits always used to wear a dress with flowers on it when she wanted Fuzzy to notice her because Fuzzy liked flowers and when she wore her flowery dress Fuzzy always smiled and then Biscuits would smile too because she liked Fuzzy best of all when he smiled.

Fuzzy wore thick pebbly glasses like two old bottle tops stuck to his face. He was too young to go to school. If he did, the other children would probably make fun of him so Fuzzy didn`t go to school and he would prefer to go down to the dip at the bottom of the garden where the grass was long and the flowers were taller than he was and here he would lie down for an hour or two at a time.

On days when Fuzzy liked Biscuits and he felt charmed by the world he would use his skills to pick the brightest flowers he could find to give to her. On days when Fuzzy liked Biscuits he would spend hours looking for just the right shades or delicate hue in each flower so that the flowers would reflect the beauty he saw in her face.

Biscuits and Fuzzy were made for eachother. When they were together they were always happy. But they were not together all of the time because sometimes Biscuits liked to hide from Fuzzy when he had picked lots of flowers for her, when she knew he was looking  for her. Sometimes  Biscuits liked to help her mummy by drying the plates  when she was doing the washing up, or when her mummy used to go and lie down, Biscuits would go and lie down in her room as well, so then Fuzzy could not find her. 

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