The trailing offspring became a trailing spouse - and life keeps changing
I wish there were, all the same.
There is! there is! How can you say that, you try to tell me mummy lied all those years ago?Oh there is a dog-poo fairy, there must be.........(sound of heartbreaking sobbing off)
I feel terrible! But you know, in the end, it's best to know the truth. There are support groups for former fairy believers, so I'm told.
And as a sort of post-script, you do know that dogshit was actually once a traded commodity? It was, in earlier times, a vital, and valued component in the leather-tanning process. And just to further point out that the dogpoo fairy is real, there's a light in a park in Arizona that's powered by a dogpoo digester, and and.... Poo Wi-Fi!http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6dB7S5ik51A&feature=youtu.be
Agh. English language version http://youtu.be/d8_KNPKWmsA
I'll pass on the video, thank you. I don't think I could cope with it.
Well that does it. No more remuneration from the dogpoo-fairy, no financial incentive left to collect any more. Sorry , Phideaux, but we'll be off to the vet tomorrow, and one of us won't be coming back.
Forethoughts, afterthoughts, any thoughts. Tell me.