If you look closely you’ll see a baby kangaroo in the feed bucket
Today, the weather being pretty darned good, we took a trip out through the back of the wardrobe and entered a magical land where some of the bushes were decked out in multicoloured candy – look on the right up above the rocks
And where miniature kangaroos were in charge of public transport, except the one in the bucket who was doing something else
But as kangaroos are no good at timetabling, we had to walk. We didn’t mind because the sun was out and kept us warm. That is, until we reached the sinister tangled trees and had to run for our lives.
No kangaroos in sight now, of course, but thankfully we reached the wise old tree
Who gave us a very stern glare but directed us to the bluebell wood where we found our way back home.