Matters came to a head today when I realised that I had completely forgotten the ancient art of bubble-making itself! Aargh!
Rather like a bubble filled with carbon dioxide gas, my mood was going down, down, down. However, help was at hand - the good times are never far away in the land of many bubbles. My dear, kind bubble friends showed me their mystic arts and, before long, my spirits were lifted higher than a methane bubble - which is very high indeed.
Huzzah for bubbles and all who love them!
