Teddy has gone away in a caravan. He packed... Three jumpers. Seven packets of biscuits. A hot chocolate mug. And absolutely no common sense. He spent the first hour deciding where to park his chair. The second hour admiring the view. The third hour wondering if it was acceptable to have a nap before doing absolutely nothing. (It is.) Current status: Relaxing. Biscuit supply stable. Zero intention of returning to reality until further notice. Caravan life suits Teddy rather well.
Relaxing. Biscuit supply stable. Zero intention of returning to reality until further notice.
