A parcel has come in the post.
A pot of clotted cream. Someone’s forgotten that I don’t eat animal products.
No, I’m wrong. It’s the vegan option – mashed potatoes. Lovely!
There’s no message, but it must be from Tom.
I don’t know of anyone else who could have sent it.
I think it confirms our theory that he’s in the West Country at the moment.
If he wanted seaside, he’s certainly gone to the right place.
I’d better ring and tell Ruffy.
I’d better think about what I’m going to say, while I practise my bugle.
It’s all thanks to the NHS that I can play it at all.
A Cornish tune today, I think.
Nice to think that Tom’s actually got to Cornwall.
Lucky Tom indeed! Cornwall is a beautiful part of the world.