a little girl in a pickle
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when we arrived in east London Abby and the girls were eating a quick lunch before Abby headed out to the opticians. We were told that Roxy was on no account to have the little unicorn she had just been bought, because she had scribbled in biro over the light coloured leather of the back seat in the car. Furthermore, we were told that Roxy was going to have to explain to Daddy . . .
Roxy was tired and the afternoon didn't go well. She accepted that she couldn't have the unicorn and obviously the biro episode was playing on her mind . . . on and off . . . Grangran can we go to Brighton in your car beause I have scrawled over Daddy's . . . .
by the time Abby came home it was apparent that Roxy had learned that scribbling over a leather seat with biro was not the thing to do . . . and Abby managed virtually to erase it using Nitromors! Roxy was reunited with her unicorn and we were all told by Abby not to tell Daddy about the incident.
Daddy was home for supper and sitting in his chair at the end of the table with Roxy at the other end. I scrawled over the car seat, Daddy, she said. We all drew breath. Did you?, he said. That's why I buy secondhand cars, he said, because of this sort of thing . . . I am sorry, Daddy, she said, I won't do it again, and she became bright little Roxy again . . .