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Wednesday, March 14, 2007 |


ChinaHK/SA/Taiwan CNY dinner

Beth, Bekah, Megster

Jay

Post-Party Denny's






CNY dinner at Joycey&Justin's







Ash's brilliant CNY dinner







Clareese's send off & Joycey's birthday lunch: Tucanos

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The BFG - Roald Dahl


'Not like it happens to me,' the BFG said. 'I is speaking the most terrible wigglish.'
'I think you speak beautifully,' Sophie said.
'You do?' cried the BFG, suddenly brightening. 'You really do?'
'Simply beautifully,' Sophie repeated.
'Well, that is the nicest present anybody is ever giving me in my whole life!' cried the BFG. 'Are you sure you is not twiddling my leg?'
'Of course not,' Sophie said. 'I just love the way you talk.'
'How wondercrump!' cried the BFG, still beaming. 'How whoopsey-splunkers! How absolutely squiffling! I is all of a stutter.'
'Listen,' Sophie said. 'We don't have to eat snozzcumbers. In the fields around our village there are all sorts of lovely vegetables like cauliflowers and carrots. Why don't you get some of those next time you go visiting?'
The BFG raised his great head proudly in the air. 'I is a very honourable giant,' he said. 'I would rather be chewing up rotsome snozzcumbers than snitching things from other people.'
'You stole me,' Sophie said.
'I did not steal you very much,' said the BFG, smiling gently. 'After all, you is only a tiny little girl.'