It has been a nerve wracking few days.

Loud explosions, flashes, bangs and screeching fizzing noises have scared everyone half to death.

Any thoughts of a visit have ground to a halt.

The cousins have taken refuge in a pestle and mortar.

 Here they are, peeping out fearfully and hoping no one feels like crushing anything.

 Doll Splinter, who is afraid of very few things, has climbed up into a geranium plant to get a better view and  is wondering what it all means.

Egg O, who, despite his bluster, is afraid of many things: ( spoons, whisks, saucepans to name but a few)

 is hiding among the wooden bricks of the calendar. He is not shouting now!

 The spindly cat is about to force himself down the spout of a coffee pot. I hope he can get out again!

The chattering teeth are just standing around, chattering.

And the shiny bear is trying to squeeze herself inside a roll of paper!

Let’s hope it all stops soon!