Whotter got this toy plane a few weeks ago and he has been busy playing with it. Mostly he just runs around wearing the box-shaped plane, making lots of noise. Occasionally he bumps into one of my colleauges or some punter that fell asleep in the street.
Today also. I was glad that he took his noisy new game somewhere else for a while when Bo was so unwise to say the words 'fish and chips' in her conversation with a French girl.
He wasn't flying, but Whotter surely ran like he was. Within a few seconds he had appeared in fron of her, begging for fish. It took me a while to convince him that he would not get anything for a while, since he had just finished his breakfast.
He ran off again, bumping his plane against some street lanterns and other furniture. I wonder when he will destroy the thing...
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