Children’s story

This is structured like most children’s picture books. You know the kind…

One morning, Jones went out for a walk.

First she met Smith. He was underneath a wastepaper basket.

“Hi, Smith” said Jones.

“Morning” said Smith

Then a few minutes later she met Chumley. He was under a cardboard box.

“Hi, Chumley” said Jones etc etc…

Peanuts

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We get food parcels from the States occasionally – I think Linda’s folks think we still have rationing. They normally contain vital foods from the USA that you can’t get over here, like Skippy Peanut Butter (we can’t do peanut butter in the same way Americans can’t do cheese), and those two New Mexico staples, dried chilis and salsa from Sadie’s restaurant in Albuquerque. They come packaged in military grade packing, each jar wrapped in several layers of bubble wrap, then bound in fabric backed parcel tape and packed in a large box full of packing peanuts, which is then entirely wrapped with tape again. It takes about an hour to unpack them. We get to keep the contents and the cats get to jump into the box. And then we find packing peanuts all over the house for the next week or so.

Sitting in a box – sitting in a cardboard box

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It’s a full box!

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It’s still a box!

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It’s a box!

smith-pilcher-749-150121Billy and Bella love their cat tree, so much so that they’ve wrecked it in about a year and a half. Let’s see what Smith and Jones make of one. Even though Jones is more interested in the box it comes in…