Town Mouse

The uni­corn vil­lage

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LEAV­ING a su­per­mar­ket this week, I stared in­cred­u­lously at the stacks of Easter eggs by the door. How could any­one eat these rugby balls of choco­late, I won­dered? Per­haps my re­ac­tion ex­plains a gather­ing sense of panic at home. Why, I was earnestly asked to­day, is there still no Easter choco­late in the house? What the chil­dren for­get, how­ever, is that what par­ents may deny, the fond­ness of grand­par­ents will—in this case—cer­tainly sup­ply. I con­fi­dently pre­dict an Easter-egg hunt with a pos­i­tive orgy of choco­late very soon.

Mean­while, the hol­i­days have brought chaos at home. De­spite early at­tempts to fight the ris­ing tide of toys, fluffy an­i­mals now roam freely and the study is rapidly as­sum­ing the char­ac­ter of a nurs­ery. From my desk, a dragon, a jumbo jet and a camper van filled with hedge­hogs are just some of the ob­jects that stand out from the mess. There are also two re­main­ing mar­bles from a lethal scree for­merly spread across the floor. Most tire­some of all, how­ever, is the ‘uni­corn vil­lage’ es­tab­lished in my book­shelves. Any at­tempt to evict the rub­ber res­i­dents elic­its howls of com­plaint and I fear they may now have suc­cess­fully as­serted squat­ters’ rights.

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