It's a picture of Mummy! For a moment I thought it was a big red orange, but now you tell me, I can see it is a picture of Mummy.
Aren't you going to give her any nose?
No nose.
It's so interesting the way they see things.
Sidney, don't blow at Edgar, please.
I know I said you could choose what you are going to do, but you cannot choose to blow at Edgar.
Because it isn't a good idea.
Yes, I know it makes his hair go up and down, but I don't want you to do it. Now get back to the sand-table, there's a good boy.
Yes, there is room, Sue; there's heaps of room. Just move up a bit.
Susan! We never bite our friends.
Say you are sorry to Sidney. You needn't kiss him.
No, you needn't hug him. Susan, PUT HIM DOWN.
No fisticuffs, please.
She hasn't made any teeth marks, has she, Sidney?
Well then... don't fuss.
Sometimes our little egos are on the big side, I'm afraid...
Hazel, dear, I don't want to have to say it again: please come away from the door.
Why can't you?
  Well, you shouldn't have put your finger in the key hole, and then it wouldn't have got stuck.
Children, there is no need for everyone to come and have a look just because poor Hazel has caught her finger in the keyhole. Back to your work, please.
No, Sidney, I don't think it is stuck in there for ever and ever.
I don't for one minute think we will have to get the Fire Brigade to come and take the door down to set her free. You do exaggerate, Sidney.
Well, if we haven't got her finger out by dinner-time she'll have to have it here.
And her tea.
And her supper and stay the night.
But we are going to get it out, aren't we, Hazel?
David. Turn round, please, David. Right round.
Use your hanky, please, David.
And again.
And again.
And now wipe.
Thank you, David.
Hazel, why did you put your finger in the keyhole?
To see if it would go in!
Well, now let's see if we can get it out!
Who is making that buzzing noise?
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