Anyway, there she was holding on to the violin with all the determination of a semi-professional toad annoyer. Still – as you probably know – there is a lot of it about these days.
I blame the social media for it: why, I don’t know, but it seems to be the thing to do these days.
Of course, being an old git I can remember when it was all the fault of the permissive generation and even recall something being blamed on rock ‘n’ roll. So there you go, unless you don’t which means you’ll probably have to stay here, in which case, you might as well make yourself comfortable.
If you move the violin… and the toad… there will be plenty of room for your picnic basket over there… so, please make yourself at home. However, if you could refrain from any overly personal habits until you actually are back at your own home, it would go someway towards reassuring the llama that you have no untoward designs upon its person. Even though its person does seem to rather enjoy creating her own rather elaborate designs all over the areas of her body she can reach with a felt-tipped pen and a protractor.
Still, it stops the toad getting overly annoyed by her antics with the violin which, I suppose, we all ought to be grateful for.