Saturday, 24 March 2007
My dad gave me a magic bean for Christmas.
My dad gave me a magic bean for Christmas. I have lovingly cared for it, watered it, and even chatted to it when there’s been nothing good on the telly. I’m still waiting for something magical to happen, though. To make sure I wasn’t missing anything, I wrote out a checklist:
I just had another look out of the living room window. Still no poxy unicorn. Thanks for nothing, dad.