'Wook at moi beedle.' 'Still got it.'
Magnus and Daisy were fascinated by the sheeps poo. Either one would find one, announce it and then they would both drop to their haunches in deep discussion about the poo. Hmm, whose poo? It's a big one. Yes. It's not smelly. Yes. Where did it come from?
He was so funny, out of the blue he produced a gold cadillac, (toy size) of course and I wondered where it had come from. I asked, 'Where did you get that Jock?' He replied, putting his hand to his chest to show me who and said, 'Me'. He'd been carrying it all along in his pocket and just felt it was time to show us all.