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‘O-K . . .’ I said, thinking how ridikeelous the future could be sometimes.

Mayor Goodhair turned to the floating pink parcel. ‘And who bought me this great big one?’ he asked.

‘I thought you said he bought his own pressies?’ I whispered to Bunny.

‘Must be from a secret admirer!’ she giggled.

A humungazoid label was hanging off the pink parcel. ‘Somebody flip that tag round so I can read it, would you?’ smiled Mayor Goodhair.