“I think I must think about thinking about going home,” Obby said. “I think you should think about thinking
To Cyril, That’s ME in the picture! It’s a long story but I give you the short one… I
Dear Obby, It was such a BIG surprise when I got your letter all the way from Southampton, England and
“Excuse me lady,” Obby stopped a young lady in a big brown coat and matching hat. She bent down to
To Cyril, I’m writing a letter to tell you where I am and to tell you I am fine.
Obby knew the time was right. There wasn’t a sign or anything like that- he just knew. It was like
Obby decided to take one last ride on Mrs Sidebottom’s scooter.The time had come for him to OFFICIALLY hand it