On the farm |
On the farmThe spaceship buzzed away and Chomp started to hobble back to the roost... even though he laughed at Angel his feathers had been secretly ruffeled and for one small second he thought he rea...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Jul 2009 22:13:00 GMT |
Fimpompolus Talk |
For me, for a second, it all stood still....I took in all the marvellous magical nooks and crannies. Everything was coloured a thousand shades of pink. The house was a mess of frilly fairy dresses. Ha...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 22:00:00 GMT |
Talullah |
"Thank you" I managed to say, not sure if I should feel angry about the hole Chomp had pecked in my pants or amazed at the incredible adventure I had somehow caught myself in. ..: "How did you kn...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 18:21:00 GMT |
Giant Bottom Police |
Just then, a whirring sound came souring through the sky, the ground started rumbling and as I looked up there was a bright sparkling emerald spaceship hovering above me, the glass lid flipped open an...
Posted by on Mon, 28 May 2007 17:43:00 GMT |
Naughty Chicken |
Chomp took his time to answer, not intimidated by the large yellow man towering over him. He glanced over at the cliff edge, sniggering at Carey's blue hand waving frantically for help. " I...
Posted by on Wed, 16 May 2007 02:43:00 GMT |
landed - entry 5 |
Most peculiar, were its people, everyone was coloured! One family wore orange, another purple, another light purple and their hair was always identical to the colour of their clothes. I did...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Apr 2007 14:10:00 GMT |
I believe in Ploppyville - entry 4 |
"I BELIEVE IN PLOP
Suddenly a big whooshing sound came rumbling through the sky. I looked up and noticed a very long yellow bird flying toward us, as it got closer I noticed it wasn't a bird at...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 02:12:00 GMT |
Pink Fairy's DO exist - Entry 3 |
Outside was lovely. From the porch I could see the whole valley, a winding road curving over the rambling hills and I could see in my mind, fairy's and goblins and all sorts of exciting creature...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 02:08:00 GMT |
Pink ladies don't exist - entry 2 |
We were told to be quiet because our Aunt was old and probably sleeping, mum and dad let themselves in and ushered us into the house and guided us through the massive entrance that led into what was t...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 01:23:00 GMT |
Finding Ploppyville - entry 1 |
When I was a small child - about eight years old, my parents took me to stay with a great Aunt in the country, Aunt Tabitha lived so far into the hills that to get there you needed to drive on a grave...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Feb 2007 20:54:00 GMT |
