We are driving back from ballet which takes place in a village a few miles away.
We’re half way home when Squiggle, who has been rooting around by her feet in the dark, announces: “I’ve only got one shoe”
“Really?” I reply
More rooting about in the dark “No, it’s ok, I’ve got two.”
“Are you sure? Because I’ll have to turn off, to go back.”
“No, I’ve only got one”
So I turns off the main road, in order to turn around.
“No, I’ve got both” Squiggle says, triumphantly.
“aargh, but now we’re going to have to carry on down the backroad”
We’re half way down the backroad when Tumble announces:
“I don’t have my coat.”