Look at the handsome chook. It’s not a duck. That’s stupid. You can have it I don’t want it. Who’s the girl? Monica is her name and the chook is crawling out of a hole and it’s name is Peggy or Henny Penny. I think it is afternoon around 4 o’clock in the summer. Monica is happy she has a parcel of eggs in her apron and she doesn’t want to drop them. She needs a basket. She’s going to take the eggs to her mother to cook an omelette or a cake, a sultana cake. They are looking for someone to come. The mother, because she is bringing a basket. The mother of the chook or the mother of the basket? I think the mother of the chook. I mightn’t hear anything if I were there, I might hear chook, chook, chook, chook. We might hear a cockerel who doesn’t lay eggs. He crows early in the morning and wakes you up. He goes cooooooooo. When she grows up Monica will be a young woman and a mum. She’ll be pretty good, with a family and kids. She might become a cook and make cakes. Good on you kid! Someone has to move in our picture. The chook will move. She runs wild and then goes back to the pen to lay more eggs and to play.