About Me:
As the story goes, I was found floating down a river in a basket one afternoon by a hospitable family of weasels. Who brought me to a secret meeting of friends and hence forth, it was decided that I should be raised by them, the Animals of Farthing Wood. They taught me the ways of the woodland, until one day a passing motorist threw a cigarette into our cornfield. In the ensuing inferno we were separated and I was forced to go back to my own kind. Shortly after my return to civilisation I starred in a theatre re-make of 'The Sword in the Stone', as the sword and I've had trouble sleeping ever since. I found society to be surprisingly unchallenging but I did discover I grew a liking for sneezing and Audrey Hepburn films. As time passed I felt more at home in the wide world, and memories of the days spent next to the river were long forgotten. I had grown accustomed to my new life and couldnt remember my old one; a truth I would live to regret. Because, one night, I had just lit a cigarette when there came a knocking at my door................ The Animals of Farthing Wood are back.............and they're pissed!
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