My Fun Day At the Ball-Pool

“Hi, my name is Lily. Please do not adjust your sets – I’m only out of focus because I’m whizzing around the ball-pool so fast. Wheeeeee! Well, it’s that or Lovely Mum has a very shaky hand …”


“You might think a ball-pool is fun, but I’m here to tell you it’s busy work. Okay – deep breath, and under we go …”


“Now up-and-over the ball-pool barrier … Sheesh, Lovely Mum, I thought you said we were coming here to have fun?”


“Wow, am I glad that’s over. Oi, Lovely Mum – if you think this is so much fun, why don’t you come and try it, eh? Boopy-doop.”

The Blue Gate

“Hi, I’m Lily. I love booping around in Granny and Granddad’s garden, because there’s so much to – ooooh, what’s that over there? Is it a blue gate?”


“Wooooh, it is a blue gate. Gosh, is there a secret garden behind there? Am I a little bit scared?”


“Here I go, folks. Wish me luck. Who knows what a princess might find behind a blue gate … Boopy-doop.”

Bad Hair Days

“Hi, my name is Lily. Gosh, some hair days are worse than others. Who’s the worst – is it me, Ol’ Sillyput or Nelson Doggie?”


“Hurrah, Momma’s the worst! See, Momma? That’s what happens when you go off to Nice without taking Lilyput to look after you.”


“If you want a handy tip, Momma, I always find that on a bad hair day, it’s best to wear a pair of underpants on your head. I mean, everyone stares at the underpants, and no one notices your split ends. Boopy-doop!”