The Tickle Machine

Sometimes, as if out of nowhere, the tickle machine looms large.

Its ten long fingers wiggle and jiggle slowly whilst it mutters a promise of 'Tickle......... tickle....... tickle...... tickle...' The tickle talk starts off slowly and the speed builds as the tickle machine zones in on its prey.

Finally the tickle machine reaches Lyra and tickles her from head to toe whilst she giggles and gurgles and rolls around. In fact the giggles start long before the tickle machine lays a finger on her, as you can see here.

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For anyone needing a pick me up. This video of Lyra devouring my friend's banoffi trifle which she foolishly left unattended may elicit a smile.