Poppy, Poppy, Poppy!

Mrs Nosey has stopped telling me off long enough for me to find out that her name is Poppy. Poppy, Poppy, Poppy, it’s got a lovely sound to it don’t you think?

It’s almost as nice as Mrs Nosey, although I don’t think Poppy likes being called Mrs Nosey much, because she starts to squeal each time I call her it, but I’m going to call her Mrs Nosey when she’s not listening to me, and that seems to be most of the time anyway 😯