Little Minx. Poppity Goblet. Sausage. Boo-boo. Pussycat.

Fastidious. Minor weakness for bananas and berries. Intrigued by her own nasal cavities. Likes a wander. Bossy boots. Considerate to soft toys. Enjoys a good lick of the coe-woe before bedtime. Furtive ice cube thief. Says Chinese words. With an English accent. Snores (gently). Lacks canines. A bloody genius.

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Sunday, July 17, 2005


Saffy and her posse

We often wonder what Saffron gets up to in school, how she behaves, what she says to her friends, how she interacts with them... so we jumped at the chance to spend a morning in school with her on the pretext of celebrating her birthday with her friends.

Having celebrated a number of classmates' birthdays in the past few months, she seemed rather pleased that her turn had arrived. As the candles were lit, and all the children were seated expectantly on their little chairs, paper plates and little spoons in front of them, Saffron belted out "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" solo. As her teacher later put on a CD of what were obviously familiar tunes to the children, Saffron started singing along so enthusiastically, mouthing the lyrics to tunes I've never heard before. (It was a bizarre compilation which included "Santa Claus is Coming to Town"). She was also the only kid who punctuated the end of each song with an appreciative round of applause and a loud, approving "Yeah!".

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