The Wrong Battle

Dear O'H dear, Lovely Tea Jenny and The Mini Princesses,

My day was mainly taken up with dull household chores which I won’t bore you with.

When I spoke to Kitty Cat the other day, she said that her son, Wollverine, had his best friend, Scott, over but they had fallen out and Wolverine hadn’t been forthcoming about it.

KC is good friends with Scott’s mum, who explained the source of discontent when they next caught up…

Scott had asked Wolverine what his mum was cooking as ‘it smells of farts’. Wolverine took great offence at this and felt compelled to defended KC’s cooking honour which had ended with Scott stomping off home!

“But the thing is,” said KC, “I was making broccoli soup. So it really did smell of farts!”

C