Lock Up Your Trifles...
...Because there’s a gluttonous penguin in town. Well, actually there’s a gluttonous penguin out of town. Visiting the trifle eating cat and his parents. And intent on frustrating the trifle eating cat’s trifle eating tendencies – at least until a penguin has eaten an adequate sufficiency*!
So, while a penguin climbs happily out of the rabbit hole for a few days, to chatter, pootle, bake, play with the trifle eating cat and lurk in hammocks, there will be some scheduled distractions for Penguins & Parentheses. And, perhaps, some plotting of bigger and better mousetraps to return with next year.
But, before that, what could be more fitting for a penguin in the silly season than this...
There are penguin prints to be had in abundance, but a penguin with trifle? A penguin with trifle and trouble balancing too much at once? Perfection!
Have a very merry Christmas, and I hope you have much trifle and many happy penguins!
* Which, contrary to rumour and conjecture, is possible. It just takes a lot of trifle. Or guilt. But preferably, guilt with custard...