spent the day in the llemons shed. they weren't bothered - they don't use it this time of year - far too busy prancing about like pampered princesses - so i ducked under the cobwebs and spent the day there.
where no one could see me.
got into conversation with someone called raymond who was busy in the corner. he said he was a hearwig. he said he was a good listener and asked why i was hiding from my friends.
i don't normally talk to strangers but for some reason i told him about the lions and the penguins, about jenny's roots, about the vet guy and george, about the fact i was supposed to be performing today, about being chased by a manic igloo on a regular basis and about how every one takes me for granted.
raymond listened patiently.
he then told me a story about some great king he'd once known who had been beset by problems and had sat down one day in despair, not able to carry on any more - much like myself he said, so i knew he understood how i was feeling - and this king had watched a spider working away and decided that if a spider could keep going against all the odds, so could he.
I suddenly felt i had finally found a friend who understood where i was coming from.
so what did he do? i asked
well, said raymond, first off he killed the spider - couldn't stand the things apparently - then he went into battle and died. served him right too. the spider had done nothing wrong.
great.
a hearwig with a social conscience.
just what i need.
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