Me: What have Poppy and Mutley been doing?
Nell: Chasing flamingos.
Me: Flamingos? In our garden.
Nell: Yes. But that’s not the strange thing.
Me: It isn’t?
Nell: Valerie and I picked up some prawns from Sid the Fish yesterday.
Me: That’s not strange.
Nell: No. Poppy was going to make prawn sandwiches for lunch today.
Me: Still, not strange.
Nell: She took the prawns out of the fridge this morning ready to shell and left them to put some bread in the oven. When she returned they had gone.
Me: The prawns?
Nell: No. The shells.
Me: Someone was being very helpful.
Nell: Yes. There was a small flamingo sitting in the kitchen eating shells.
Me: Yes. That is strange.
Nell: Well, even though Poppy was understandably perplexed she remained polite.
Me: Good for her.
Nell: She asked the flamingo what it was doing in her kitchen eating prawn shells.
Me: I don’t blame her. Did it answer?
Nell: Oh yes. It said its name was Malcolm and it was desperate for prawns.
Me: Why didn’t it just eat them all?
Nell: Apparently Malcolm is a very polite flamingo. He felt it only fair to leave Poppy the actual prawns.
Me: That is polite.
Nell: Poppy thought so too so she made Malcolm some tea and gave him the rest of the prawns.
Nell: Unfortunately the other flamingos tracked Malcolm down and started flying around shouting. We think they used Find my iBone.
Nell: Well, Poppy wasn’t having it, so she and Mutley chased them away.
Me: Where is Malcolm?
Nell: In the kitchen finishing the prawns.
Me: Of course he is. Silly me. Sorry.