Imogen and auntie Ruth came to stay for a couple of days. We had such a lovely time. Apart from the time that I pushed Imogen off the toilet. I'm starting to feel bad about that.
I miss her so much I wish I could see her everyday.
Mum and Ruth drank beer in the sun and Ruth turned red. I wonder if that would happen to me if I drank beer!
Imogen calls me Edie. And I call Imogen Edie. We were clearly missing witch no 3.
Elsie Beyre xx