Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Taking the other biscuit

A friend of ours held out a biscuit to Little Brother yesterday, a Malted Milk. In ordinary circumstances he would have received it with much rejoicing.

Not this time.

His beady eye had spotted, on the plate in her other hand, a Party Ring, blue and yellow icing glistening glossily.

“No, tank ooo”, he said. Then, pointing, “Dat one!”

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