Can you spot the fairy grotto anywhere? Buried deep down at the bottom of the garden is a shed load of stories which I pillage from time to time... so watch where you tread for some may have spilled out or spilled over or even tried to escape my clumsy clutches... of course that might just be a flight of fancy - a bit like this song - nothing like parading paradoxes - this is not a winter song - take it away Michael:
