We all went out to the big city today. It’s a bit like Wolverhampton back home but bigger. Opa parked his brmm brmm in a place underground with lots of other brmm brmms and instead of me walking I got pushed around all day in my chauffeur driven transport. It gave me time to generally look cute and attract the attention of other people, not to mention having a well earned rest and saving up my energy for playing in the garden later.
We went to lots of book shops and Mama who as well as being a chocolate monster is also a book monster, bought some books. One of them is about a boy called Jorg who ate too many sweets and chocolate which made his teeth hurt. I have the sneaky suspicion that she is trying to tell me something.