It can be very exhausting for moms sometimes, see exhibit A above, especially when you're desperate to go to sleep and your young'uns are lying there staring at the ceiling with no sign of nodding off in the near future. So, in some instances, they're simply forced to enlist assistance. When Queen Marcheline had officially adopted her precious Prince Camembert, she thought she could do with some help and additionally she deemed it awfully proper that he get a nanny or two to suitably groom him for his role as Prince. Hanging around in the Ann-Judy bedroom was not exactly a regal indoctrination so arrangements were made to source the services of the best nannies a Prince could have. Word rapidly spread through Court that part time nannies were called for, however, the task seemed perilously daunting to most. The all seeing scrutiny of Queen Marcheline, especially when it came to her prized darling, was too much of a stretch of most of their imaginations and couldn't be entertained, so not surprisingly, there were no volunteers. Fortunately for everyone concerned, two new arrivals at the tower town, oddly enough seemed to fit the bill in a roundabout way.
Pristine Pink and Properine Green are fusions of old Grödnertal doll heads on soft antique linen bodies with bisque appendages. They'd been reinvented and invigorated by a most caring doll maker in a cosy Camden market stall back in the day of the 1970's I should presume. Pristine’s ancient fabric body is over-dyed pale pink while Properine’s is minty green. The most pressing question Queen Marcheline asked them upon arrival, was whether they were any good with children. They wholeheartedly assured her that since the time they were full bodied wooden peg dolls more than a century ago they had lived through war and famine and lots of situations dealing with children. In fact, they had developed their own modern day theory for toddler care which they coined: “The Marshmallow Technique”. They believed that if their bodies were pleasingly pastel coloured, cuddly soft and smooshy like marshmallows and sweetly fragranced with a pleasant blend of rose and lavender scented linen spray, then they'd ensure they made the perfect corporeal plush comforters for infants, hence their current appearance, which did seem a bit nude, but not in any rude sort of way. They demonstrated to the fascinated Queen the zippers at the backs of their bodies which could be used to stuff them fatter if they needed to be more cuddlesome. Their theory also included treading carefully as if through marsh when moving about the nursery, and here they re-enacted a somewhat deliberated gait like a cat aiming to pounce a mouse and speaking in a mellow voice, employing the Queen’s most perfect English. When they'd finished explaining the marsh and mellow aspects of their philosophy they stood enthusiastically regarding the Queen. She, in return ruminated about their theory which she found a little off beat and their appearance was kind of shabby chic, but how could she be picky when it was slim pickings. Therefore she cautiously indulged their romantic notion of child rearing and sighed: “Very well, you may fill the positions, but don’t get too soft. My son must mind his manners. For manners maketh a man!” She regarded them seriously a while then quipped as an afterthought. “Obviously he’s never really going to grow into a man, still, manners go a long way and don’t forget to add some boundaries!”
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AND HE SAID:
"Truly I tell you,
You're NEVER too old to be young at heart
P l a g i a r i s m is
a plague D O N ' T
S P R E A D I T ! ! !
R e s p e c t