What time is it? What day is it? Have I been asleep long?
Oh yes, we went for that very very long walk, me and Kimbleton Tardigrade.
I was tired out after that, and I suppose I’ve been sleeping since.
Nice sleep. I’ve quite warmed up.
I’ve been feeling chilly ever since Um and the Baby left, but I think I’ll take off my anorak now.
That’s better.
I’ll choose myself a badge. I haven’t worn one for a while.
I wonder where Kimbleton’s got to?
They’ll have had to fend for themselves while I’ve been asleep.
Hmm, smells as though they’ve been doing some cooking.
Yes. Oh dear.
Hard to say what that was going to be, but just as well I woke in time to turn the gas off before the whole house burnt down.
I’d better check the rest of the house.
Ah, someone has sent me a postcard. There’s a leek on the stamp. It must be from Wales, or else the Republic of Macedonia.
Curly writing. It’s from Dillion the Welsh dragon.
A whole choir of sheep must sound beautiful.
Well, I’m pleased that Dillion’s enjoying the harp. Fancy him taking it all the way to Wales with him.
Let’s see what the picture is of.
Ah, a Welsh Emporium!
Very nice. You never know when you may not need some ironmongery, china, or stores.
I’ll put the card on my fridge.
Oh, it seems that Kimbleton has taken all my other postcards off the fridge.
Here they are on the floor.
What a mess.
What can have possessed Kimbleton?
My nail scissors and the other manicuring equipment, the optical curiosities, and all the paint-brushes and my grandmother’s palette knife.
And what have they been doing with the pedal bin, and the Oxford Dictionary?
I hope they haven’t been throwing things away. I’d better have a look.
No, the bin’s empty.
Very strange.
But where is that Tardigrade?
Kimbleton! Kimbleton!
Kimbleton?
Perhaps they’ve gone out.
Perhaps they got bored while I was asleep, and they’ve gone away completely.
Oh dear, I’d have liked to be a better host, but sometimes if you’re tired you just have to sleep.
RING RING
Where’s the telephone? Maybe it’s Kimbleton ringing to say where they’ve gone.
Lunch break? I haven’t even had breakfast.
Come to think of it, I’m quite hungry. I hope Kimbleton hasn’t burnt all the food.