🏠Winky's front room

I sang it at nine o'clock and it did not wobble.

Then they asked for it again and I sang it a second time, and then the room shouted and I sang it a third, and by the third one about nine fluffs were up dancing and Squirmy had a whole corner of Winky's front room going.

My tummy was doing flips right up until the first note of the first one and then it simply was not any more, and I have never been able to explain that to anybody.

Wondy shouted for the third one particularly loudly, and told me afterwards it was partly because it was beautiful and partly because I was the fluff who saved the path by standing far enough away, which I did not know how to answer.

I danced. Obviously I danced. Jitters sang the welcome twice and then a third time because we all shouted for it, and by the third one there were about nine of us up, and I had got a whole corner of Winky's front room going.

Then at about half past ten I went and found Snoozy on the window seat.

"I woke you up," I said. "This morning. It was dark and you weren't ready and I did it anyway because I couldn't hold it in."

Snoozy looked at me for a bit and said, "You did."

Later, at the edge of the room, I found Jitters — who had sung the welcome three times and who had spent the whole afternoon at the far end of the orchard practising where nobody could hear.

"You went all the way to the far end of the orchard so that nobody would hear you get it wrong."

"Yes."

"That's why you were the only one who could see it."

Jitters sang the welcome twice and was asked for it a third time, and I shouted for the third one, partly because it was beautiful and partly because that is the fluff who saved the whole path by standing far enough away.

Jitters singing the welcome, which was note-perfect, twice, and then again because everybody shouted for it. I was the one doing most of the shouting.