Racing Uncle Charles

Mum and Dad came back from their trip to Manchester and the Peak District today, and Uncle Charles and Auntie Kirsty came round for dinner. We played races in the garden. Uncle Charles beat me at the jumping race. I stormed off and hid behind dad's legs and got very upset. But then we raced again and I won! I can run very fast. Not long now until the Olympics, when we will be able to see lots of people running very fast indeed!

I have a bruise on my forehead. Mum asked me how I got it, and I said "I banged it off an elephant's back, in Africa."