‘Do you know why I am so strong Nanny?’
Ollie is bowling along at a cracking 20kph
‘No, darling, I don’t know how you do it. . . ‘ after 25k in strong heat and well into the long shadows of the day, I am working hard to keep up.
‘It’s not just me. . .
pause while I wonder if divine assistance could be around the corner
‘It’s what’s his name ?’
‘Arathorn?’ (Eustace the little red dragon has been renamed, because the bike is called Aragorn, son of Arathorn. His wings are very convincing.)
‘Yes, he has got wings so he is flying and helping me go faster’
. . . energy left for a little sightseeing