It’s the weekend and Beth comes to clean. Whenever she brings out the vacuum cleaner, I stay away from her.
I’m not really afraid of it. It’s just annoyingly loud. Sometimes I attack it when Beth is vacuuming and it goes on for too long.
But what I am afraid of most is this thing called the dust-buster. Mummy had another one and I was happy she gave it away. But recently she brought back another which is even bigger and more menacing looking. I always run to hide whenever it comes out of the cupboard!
