I have to admit that when I heard that Nanni, Mummy and my two Special Aunties were planning a Fun Day Out in London, I felt a trifle miffed. Why wasn't I invited? Nobody seemed to have a satisfactory answer to that question.
This is Faris, aka The Rascal, in case you hadn't guessed. It's a while since I've written the Daily Blog but that's because I have been Super Busy. I mean, there was Hallo We're In, for a start. It happens every year,
apparently, but this year was extra special because we are in our New Home so it was a good opportunity to meet people and greet them with a cheery "Hallo, We're In," which is the whole point of the occasion.
all dressed up, Tala and Lilia (you know them as The Twinkles) were Witchy Woos while I was someone called Count Dracula. I made a few adaptations to my costume, as in insisting on different headgear and keeping a dinosaur or two about my person. I take great
comfort from the company of dinosaurs - I thoroughly recommend it to you all if you ever feel scared or lonely or in need of a hearty roar. Though you can't have any of mine, you will have to find your own Dinosaur Source. Or, possibly, put them on your Christmas
We had lots of people calling at our house. Mummy says this was because we put a pumpkin out on our doorstep. I wonder if Nanni put a pumpkin out on her doorstep in Worthing or whether she just relied
on the Giant Penguin to draw the crowds as per usual? I must remember to ask her. All the people who came to see us were carrying tubs or buckets full of goodies which I thought was super kind of them and happily helped myself - until Mummy explained that
we were supposed to be putting sweets into their buckets rather than taking them out. To be honest, this did have a somewhat negative effect on my overall impressions of Hallo We're In as a festival.
that was then and this is now - and the whole London Day Out has happened without me. However I am not one to bear a grudge, especially as the day afterwards Nanni arrived at our house carrying an enormous mountain railway for the three of us to play with.
I expect she felt guilty for leaving us out of all the fun. I set to immediately putting the road and the railway together which was easier said than done, what with Lilia immediately dismantling all my carefully laid track and Tala using the mountain as a
kind of slide. The Twins may possess Double Adorability but they can also be Pesky Nuisances. Take it from One Who Knows.
Even better than Nanni turning up (though maybe I shouldn't tell her in case I hurt
her feelings) was Cousin Jack's arrival on the doorstep, back home for the weekend from Universe City. Wherever that may be. He must have missed me loads. I think the thing he has missed most is swinging me so I made sure I let him swing me just as often as
he wanted to. Occasionally he sat down between swings to give me a rest but I made it clear that he could swing me as often as he liked, I was Up For It.
When I am older, maybe four years old or so, I may
need to go to Universe City, especially if I decide to be a doctor. As regular readers know, I have toyed with several ideas for my future career, including being a lifeguard on the beach and a forklift truck driver. At the moment I am inclined to think that
"Doctor Faris" has a real ring about it, particularly as I would be able to give my patients injections - known to The Twinkles and me as The Big Ouch. I mean, think of the power!
I have practised my skill
on both Jack and Nanni, using anything vaguely the correct shape as pretend needles. They were good patients on the whole. I have also found that the bath plug makes an ideal stethoscope though The Twinkles, unlike Nanni and Cousin Jack, have not been good
patients. You should just hear the Almighty Fuss they create when all the water goes down the plug hole while they're still in the bath playing at Who Can Splash the Most Water on the Bathroom Floor.
has driven back home now and Jack has gone back to Universe City. I'm getting more used to the fact that people in my life come and go. Provided they keep coming, I'm comfortable with that. Fortunately there's enough Stayers in my life, like Mummy, Daddy and
It's Daddy's birthday today. What can I do, I wonder, to make it a momentous day for him? I thought I might - just might - let him play with one of my dinosaurs.
For One Day Only...