She said if I sat down it would be better.
She said if I laid down it would be even betterer.
Tom made the outside go faster and faster.
She said that maybe I should have a tardis then moving the changing outside to the static one would be quicker and less traumatic.
She said the caravan was half blue anyway.
Maybe I’m going to be the next Doctor!
But that means the outside might change to times before or after She and Tom. Who would feed me then? Who would play the fishing rod game? Who would be custodian of the doors? Who would give me Thank you for coming home Dreamies?!
I think I’ll put up with the caravan.
Mrs Tilly 