It was November, it was very cold and grey. The hedgerows were still and bare and the birds were huddled in the ditches trying to keep warm. Dandlebear watched out of the window, he could see that the coldest time of year was coming.
‘Stop doing that’ said a cross voice behind him and he turned to see Emily jumping up and down on the sofa. Thomas, a little boy who was just a little bit taller than Dandlebear when he stood up straight, looked cross and squabbly. Dandlebear smiled across at him, ‘stop it now Emily’ he said and Emily flopped down looking glum. Dandlebear turned and looked out of the window again, it was going to be a difficult few weeks before Christmas, he could see that for certain.
Emily and Thomas were at their daddy’s house where they always were on a Saturday morning. Emily and Thomas…
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