Daffodils Are Lovely

“Hi, my name is Lily. I wandered lonely as a Boopster …”


“Who floats on high o’er hill and vale …”


“When all at once I saw a crowd …”


“A host of golden … Erm, Sillyput? What did we decide about you poking your nose in? Didn’t we say there’d be no more of it? Hmm?”


“Hurray for spring! Golly-gosh, I love daffodils. Oi, Sillyput – are daffodils your favourite flowers, because you’re daff too? Gosh, I’m such a Boopster …”


“Okay, that’s enough daffodils. Where’s Lovely Mum?”


“There she is! Hi, Lovely Mum. Can I have a cuddle, please? Thanks.”


“Now let’s see, what does the world look like from up here? Oi, Lovely Mum – hold steady! A girl could get sea-sick up here.”


“That’s better. There’s nothing like a good snuggle with Lovely Mum. Boopy-doop!”