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Sunday, April 6, 2008

Rubble Club 18/01/2008

This is Madge Dumpling again, Rubble Clubbers, welcoming you one and all as you pop in and out of my parlour. It’s always nice to see you and your little rockies. I just wish some of you would have something to say for yourselves. Nobody has won the competition yet, but good news! The depressed little rock who was the (obviously unwanted) prize has been adopted by a new member of the Rubble Club, Charlotte, who couldn’t think of a winning answer to the competition, but seemed so sorry for the little pet, she offered me the asking price to take her home. She has named her Prizey Pebble. A good choice, and although she doesn’t know it, she has something very rare and special there. Prizey Pebble is a pet rock with a difference. She has a rune pictured in her little creases. For those of you who know about runes you will know this one carries the gift of time, and some say its presence can slow down time so you can get more done in less time. No wonder I have all the time in the world to spare to hold these meetings, is it? I have a pet rune rock like Prizey Pebble myself. I called it Ticktock and I always put it on top of the clock when I have no time to waste. My Ticktock is brown, though, and Prizey is pure white like an angel.

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This is her, beautiful, isn’t she? Can you see the little cross on her tummy? That’s the magic rune.

I must warn you keen pet rock collectors, Rubble Clubbers, the pet rocks have a new owners’ manual now, so those of you who have the old ones, keep them, because one day they will be collectors’ items for sure!

I have just been having a chat with a delightful new member, a fairy called Alicia. She says she isn’t a fairy but I am sure she is. I love it when fairies come. I like to think I might be a bit fairy-like myself, but then, I am a little on the large side. Still, with a name like Dumpling, I have to face facts, I am not a fairy , am I? No.

Hello, Alicia, I was just talking about you, my pretty one. Help yourself to fairy cake. Those tiny pet rock orphans will just fit nicely into your fairy pocket. No, they won’t grow any bigger.

Rubble Clubbers, I have to go now. I’ve got to make some more fairy cakes. Alicia has eaten them all already.
See you next week, Keep those rocks warm!

Your rubbling pal, Madge

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