Sunday morning I discovered my two daughters, aged six and four, had taken the biscuit barrel into the Lounge and stabbed every teddy bear biscuit through the heart with a coat hanger. The Great Teddy Bear Massacre was too much for my nerves, so I left the girls to clean up with their their laughing Father. I couldn't see a funny side.
Tuesday I reached for a biscuit and there, lying in the bottom were all the stabbed Teddy Bears surrounded by crumbs and carpet fluff. I have never laughed so hard in my life!
Tuesday I reached for a biscuit and there, lying in the bottom were all the stabbed Teddy Bears surrounded by crumbs and carpet fluff. I have never laughed so hard in my life!
