Mothers Were Much Too Sharp. They Were

They Lay On Their Heathery Beds And Listened To All The Sounds Of The Night. They Heard The Little Grunt Of A Hedgehog Going By. They Saw The Flicker Of Bats Overhead. They Smelt The Drifting Scent Of Honeysuckle, And The Delicious Smell Of Wild Thyme Crushed Under Their Bodies. A Reed-warbler Sang A Beautiful Little Song In The Reeds Below, And Then Another Answered.

When You're Paid To Do A Job, It's Better To Give A Few Minutes More To It, Than A Few Minutes Less. That's One Of The Differences Between Doing A Job Honestly And Doing It Dishonestly! See?

I Do Love The Beginning Of The Summer Hols,' Said Julian. They Always Seem To Stretch Out Ahead For Ages And Ages.' 'they Go So Nice And Slowly At First,' Said Anne, His Little Sister. 'then They Start To Gallop.

Oh, I Wish I Lived In A Caravan!’ Said Jimmy Longingly. ‘how Lovely It Must Be To Live In A House That Has Wheels And Can Go Away Down The Lanes And Through The Towns, And Stand Still In Fields At Night!

You Are Honest Enough By Nature To Be Able To See And Judge Your Own Self Clearly - And That Is A Great Thing. Never Lose That Honesty, Bobby - Always Be Honest With Yourself, Know Your Own Motives For What They Are, Good Or Bad, Make Your Own Decisions Firmly And Justly - And You Will Be A Fine, Strong Character, Of Some Real Use In This Muddled World Of Ours!