As the fire flickers we cuddle up for our bedtime story, A story of chasing rabbits and butterflies through the grassy English meadows of buttercups and poppies, sometimes I cant see Ben as he dashes through the long grass every now and again jumping up to see where I am. The sweet smell of the Northern marsh orchid mixed in with the yellow rattle wafts up and perfumes the air as Ben disturbs the blossoms.
We had a lovely day didnt we Ben? But the rabbits were too fast for you, are you getting old? Ben looks up at me as he snuggles in closer, he loves his Bedtime story and now its time for bed, with a yawn and a stretch Bed settles on the mat in front of the fire, I flick the light switch as I make my way up to bed nigh night Bed, see you in the morning.

 
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