I love Jenn's poem about blackberries, it's just the sort of 'Spike Milliganish' daftness that makes the world a better place.
So I've decided, I'm going to be silly, daft and inappropriate for the rest of the day. Particularly at the supermarket.
In the meantime, here is Poorly Martin who was made from dyed recycled woolen blankets, for my children to cuddle when they are ill.
He makes them feel better by being very,