To the Observant Onlooker :
Recovering a clutter of an office, there exists a moment in my schedule to relay the evenings anecdotes.
After relieving an ailing porcupine of his withering quills, the rodent graciously gifting his spares as compensation for Gunther's woes, I now devote time to preparing a packet of Echinacea petals for a dear patient of mine suffering a severe cold resulting in a tempestuous tumble and a loose fragment of collar bone. Discovering a fresh volume in the piles of un-organized thoughts, I thought it best to speak on the matter of tall tales, considering it works wonders in exercising the conscience of patients, especially the children.
But perhaps the account of a rousing troupe of circus eccentrics performs...
Oh. Here comes Gunther with those bilberries I requested.