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My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

Our garden is very overgrown at present. On the one hand, this is good, because the lawn looks very green. Also, the boys love to stride into the long grass and lie down and pretend that they are stalking antelope on the Serengeti.

There are also a number of colourful flowers in amongst all this. I think they are very pretty. Seeing them out there, amongst the tall grass I have an urge to sit amongst them with watercolours and do a picture while eating a Flake. 

But Caro does not wish to play. She goes out there and UPROOTS my lovely flowers on account of how they are, in fact, "weeds".

Surely a weed is just a flower with a better work ethic?

S.