The day started with a small girl and her chocolate fluffy bunny.
"We want some new stories to read Mama" (for 'Mama' is what she calls me)
"My dear" replied I "a splendid idea! For I too am of the opinion that, a few new stories would enliven our bedtime hour no end"
Of course, stories are not exclusive to 'bedtime' in our house, but it was the bedtime story that we particulary wanted to enhance... It was a Sunny day from morning onward and it promised good omens for the hours ahead.
Together we decided on a combination of pinks, purples and spots for our bookworm expedition.
"hoorah!" we both exclaimed and off we went to Milton Keynes.
Being Mama's special girl, it was declared immediately that "Mama! we must go to the cafe first and you must need a coffee?"
"That's right" exclaimed I "Mummy would indeed appreciate a Cappucino! and you?" I asked "will you be having a Babycino?"
"Ooooh yes" the girl said, most sincerely.
"Ow! That first bit was a bit hot Mama!" shrieked the little girl.
"Stir the froth around you Tinker" said I "and allow it to cool to temperate drinking conditions"
I drank Cappucino.
She drank Babycino.
We read books, laughed at the illustrations, collected ideas and spent money.
We talked about Dragons and girls with long stockings. We talked about Whizzpoppers and pirates and bird droppings.
It was glorious fun and we smiled and giggled all the way to the till and home again.
We love the bookshop x
Never under-estimate the power of a good story when attempting to turn a very 'ordinary' day into a day of wonderment and mysteriousness.
To produce a good story from thin air, is a Mamas most secret and useful of all her secret talents x