It always seems to want to wander. I was sad to lose it, because Granddad bought it for me from that lovely little church in Clovelly, and I like the picture on it.

I like, also, the information about smiling it has on it, and the fwip, fwip sound it makes when I wave it as I read.

I know it was on my bed last night, but I just can;t seem to find it now. The thought of it cold and alone, not safely snug between the pages of a book, I do not like at all.

I hope I find it soon.