“………..Ah, bitter chill it was!
The owl for all his feathers, was a-cold”
The owl shuffled, shivered and fluffed in his nest
At the bottom of the tree he heard the postman. Swooping down he collected a letter and opening it he read “Dear Strix, due to commitments elsewhere, fordward has had to be backward in coming forward. Please can you help? Yours, crofter & Gen2”
morning all, yawn,yawn, jet lag still operating.
I'll have a go with:-
book SHOP
FAIRY story
pen NAME
type SETTER
'Good on yer 'strix for stepping in at last moment