The Princess is obsessed with Cinderella. We have seen the pantomime, the puppet show, the film and we are in possession of a number of variations of the book.
Last night Mr. Waffle put her to bed and he told me that she did her latest trick inspired by the magic of the fairy godmother. “Phtum,” she said waving an imaginary wand, “you are Princess and I am Daddy.”
“What did you do?” I asked. “What do you think I did?” he said, “I lay on her bed while she sat in the chair beside me and told me the story of Cinderella.”
Friar Tuck
on 12 January 2006 at 04:18
Come on, admit it. You’re telling us these cute stories about Princess to convince us that we absolutely, positively must have an opportunity to babysit her. You’ve got me convinced.
on 12 January 2006 at 09:53
Mike, that’s brought back dreadful memories.
Ta Diva.
FT, you may live to regret this offer.