Out Of The Mouths Of Babes

MY DAUGHTER Natasha, aged three, was helping me in the garden, we were sowing seeds and she was holding the packet while I did the sprinkling. I told her to keep the packet upright so that the seeds could not run away. She looked at me and said ‘don’t be silly, daddy, they can’t run away, they don’t have legs.’ brian Mavity, Westenhanger, Kent.