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Snippets from our Diary
The Bughouse
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We've been spending most of the past week indoors because it was just too warm to be outside for long. And on one of those indoor days, as we sat reading stories on the windowsill, we saw some bugs taking shelter from the sun in a shady nook. Normally we’d invite them all into the house, but since an incident earlier this year that involved a tiny horde of toads, we are no longer allowed to have more than 3 creepy crawlies in our room at a time, and so we decided to build the bugs a wee little house of their own where they could hide away from the hottest part of the day.

We got straight to work, with myself, Mika and Eric on interior duties, while Brother and Ingo built the structure and all the outside bits. They started by making a few little bug doors with an old hole punch and had the walls up soon after, which meant we could climb in and start our work on the inside. First we fitted a carpet which we made from some placemats and after that we fashioned a snazzy little sofa by filling a polka-dot sock with some barley corn (Don’t worry, we only take socks from the laundry if there is at least one more sock just like it left for our human beans). Next we taped a selection of macaronies and cannellonies to the walls for the wee bug bairns to play in and made some drawings of famous bugs from history in the spaces between these. Finally, when brother and Ingo fitted the roof, we painted some blue skies, clouds and a smiley sun and moon on the ceiling. When we were done, we invited brother and Ingo in to have a look at how cozy it was...but that proved to be a bit problematic because the wee bug-doors was sized to fit little bugs and not big brothers. At first this was rather funny until we realized that if they can’t get in, we can’t get out either.

We considered our options and thought about making it our forever home, but as soon as we realized that there is absolutely no way we could ever play a good game of hide and seek in such a small place all discussions turned towards finding a way out. Once again, we considered our options and concluded that we had but one choice and did something we wouldn’t normally do… We told Eric that under no circumstances is he allowed to do anything to the wall that would damage it in any way, and promptly turned our backs on him. Of course, by the time we turned around again a second later the wall was completely broken down and Eric was outside explaining how he has never been anywhere near the wall and had nothing to do with the fact that it appeared to be ever so slightly damaged. And since he just got us out of a rather tight situation, we agreed that it was probably true, and the wall has always been like this. We then all lend a hand to mend the wall, after which we took the wee bughouse outside and we’re glad to say they loved it and had no trouble getting in and out at all.

A hot summer's day
~ by Collie C. Flowers [ August the 1st ]
It's been very warm around here the last few days. Luckily, we’ve seen more than enough postcards to know that the best thing to do on a hot summer's day, is to spend it at the beach or on a boat while wishing that the recipient of the postcard was there as well.

Unfortunately, we were nowhere near a beach and we didn’t have a boat. We did however know where to find a nice big saucepan that we could all fit into and had it on good authority that it could float (we’ll leave the reasons we knew these things for another story). And so, we loaded it onto our wee little wagon and took it down to the canal that passes near our house, and before long, the HMS saucepan was launched on her maiden voyage. We were having a lovely time for a minute or two, but halfway through minute three we realized that a crowded metal pan in the scorching heat is not the most tranquil place to be, as some postcards might lead you to believe. We all started to fidget and bob about, which almost instantly caused the HMS saucepan to transform itself into an open top submarine, and as we swam to the shore, we all agreed that boating might not be for us.

But it’s not all as bad as it sounds, because the water cooled us down, and as we recovered our shipwrecked saucepan, we came to the realization that it would probably serve us better with water on the inside rather than the other way around. So we loaded it onto our wee little wagon once more, and wheeled it back home where it became known as the HMS swimming pool, until our human beans discovered it last night…which ties in with their story of why the kitchen cupboard had to be fitted with a lock.

Magic Beans
~ by Collie C. Flowers [ July the 1st ]
Last night we read a book about the Highlands back home in Scotland and when we woke up this morning, we were all feeling a bit homesick. And so, as we quite often do when we're feeling a little blue, we went to look for a distraction snack or two in the kitchen cupboard. While we were making our way up to the high shelves where said snacks are kept, Mika spotted a strange little raggedy bag that we've never seen before. We went to investigate and found that the bag was full of beans...and although we're not experts of enchanted pulses or other legumes, we do know that whenever you find a bag of mysterious beans, you should always check whether or not they are magic...and according to most faerytales the best way to do this is to plant them and see if anything out of the ordinary comes up.

So, we grabbed a few of the beans and went to plant them in the garden, and when we went back to check on them this afternoon we found a beautiful tall thistle growing on that very spot - or at least we think it was the same spot but we were too excited to check - for as soon as we saw those familiar prickly leaves with its proud purple crown, all our homesick blues just faded away...because as you might know, a thistle happens to be the national flower of Scotland.

And that made us think - If a couple of magic beans could make a thistle grow in the garden...then maybe we should take the whole bag of beans and plant them in the stables down the road because as you might know, the national animal of Scotland just happens to be a unicorn and we've always wanted to meet one...

Spring clean and shiny things
~ by Collie C. Flowers [ May the 27th ]
A wee while ago we decided to spring clean our wee workshop. It was quite a big job because we had to take everything outside so that we could do a thorough clean, but luckily our friends Edgar, Alan and Snow (who are two ravens and a white speckled crow) came around to lend us a hand...or in their case, to borrow us a beak. They were a great help with getting everything outside, especially when it came to taking things apart so that it could easily be passed through the narrow little window of our workshop...but when it was time to move everything back inside there was a bit of a mix-up and they ended up taking all the shiny things (like the metal parts of our clicky pencils and all the nuts and bolts from our drawing desk) back to their nest instead of our wee workshop where it belonged. We explained to them that we really needed all those bits and bobs for our work, and once we all apologized for our potential parts in the misunderstanding they returned it all and even helped us to put everything back together again (although one of the clicky pencils now needs sticky tape to stay together).

We felt quite bad that they had to give their newfound treasures back and asked if there was anything else they might like. They said they would really like something shiny and asked if there was any such thing that no one was using...maybe something you could see shimmering when perched in the tree outside of our human beans' living room window...and we could not believe their luck because there happened to be something just like that. We're not sure exactly what it was but our human beans kept a very shiny something on the mantelpiece and it was definitely of no use to them because in all the time we've lived with them we've not seen them take it out of the wee glass case it was in, not even once...but whatever it was, Edgar, Alan and Snow sure liked it a lot and were very happy to take it back to their nest.

Looking for Eric
~ by Brother [ April the 30th ]
We'ddd like to ask everyone to keep a wee eye out for Eric the goblin who's gone into hiding. You see, last night we went to investigate a strange noise coming from the kitchen and found him rummaging through the food cupboard. When we asked him what he was up to he told us he was also investigating a noise, but this was clearly a lie because his face was covered in cookie crumbs and he had quite a few pieces of macaroni stuck to his head.

Now as you might know, you can tell when pasta is cooked by throwing a piece against the wall and if it sticks, it's time to eat. And by applying a very similar set of rules you can tell that it's time for a goblin's bath when a piece of uncooked macaroni sticks to the goblin in question. Unfortunately, Mika made the mistake of making this observation out loud and the moment he uttered the word "bath" Eric made a run for it and has not been seen since.

There is of course no need to worry, this happens ever so often, and we usually find him soon afterwards, usually while investigating another noise coming from the kitchen. But he does sometimes hide a bit further afield, so if you happen upon a wee goblin with macaroni stuck to his head please let us know and whatever you do, don't mention baths.

Update: We're happy to say that we found Eric just a few days later when a trail of cookie crumbs lead us straight to his hideout, and after a wee bit of negotiation he agreed to take a bath.

Time-travel-tummy-aches
~ by Collie C. Flowers [ April 1st ]
This weekend the clocks changed from wintertime to summertime here where we live and we decided to stay awake until the wee hours so that we can change all the clocks in the house. Problem is we forgot to say who should be changing which clocks, which meant all of them got changed quite a few times, leaving time scattered all over the house. And to make matters worse some of us (who might or might not be name Mika) got a bit over enthusiastic and changed all the calendars in the house as well.

It was fun for a while cause we could all sit in the living room and have a lovely breakfast in February and then walk over to the kitchen and enjoy a midnight snack in March...but it didn't take long for all of us to get the dreaded time-travel-tummy-aches and we decided it's best to change everything to the right time. It was tricky 'cause no one could quite remember what the actual date or time was but we do think we got it right in the end...and so we'd like to wish you all a very happy new year!

The time we met a tabby cat
~ by Collie C. Flowers [ February 27th ]
A few days ago we met a wee tabby cat in the park. She told us that she was lost so we gave her some of our cookies and helped her find her way back home. Later that evening when we got home ourselves, we told brother about our wee little adventure. He said he found it all quite curious 'cause "cats always know exactly where they've been and where they're heading"...but he must have been mistaken 'cause every day since then the wee tabby cat got lost again and by sheer coincidence she ended up in front of our wee window every single time. She probably couldn't believe her luck 'cause we were able to help her find her way back home every afternoon, sharing some snacks and stories along the way.

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