It has been a nerve wracking few days.
Loud explosions, flashes, bangs and screeching fizzing noises have scared everyone half to death.
Any thoughts of a visit have ground to a halt.
The cousins have taken refuge in a pestle and mortar.
Here they are, peeping out fearfully and hoping no one feels like crushing anything.
Egg O, who, despite his bluster, is afraid of many things: ( spoons, whisks, saucepans to name but a few)
is hiding among the wooden bricks of the calendar. He is not shouting now!
The spindly cat is about to force himself down the spout of a coffee pot. I hope he can get out again!
The chattering teeth are just standing around, chattering.
And the shiny bear is trying to squeeze herself inside a roll of paper!
Let’s hope it all stops soon!