She's a funny little thing anyway, but I reckon she should start in stand up.
One blustery day last month we both bundled up warm for an afternoon stroll.
I donned my trusty winter hat (called a Ushanka, apparently. I did not know that.) Diz gazed up from her pushchair, pointed and matter-of-factly stated 'kitty kat'.
Maybe she was appreciating my style, or maybe she was just cracking a joke. I will never know.
A.
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