Fred and the fairy ring...

Fred went out into the garden and discovered some rather large mushrooms.

He sat down amongst them and wondered why they were all clustered together and seemed to form a strange shape, like a ring.

The mushrooms themselves were such strange things he thought.

Fred lay down on his side to get a better look.

He'd heard stories about mushrooms and fairies, and thought perhaps a fairy could be shyly hiding

underneath the fungus.

"Hmm" thought Fred "I'm pretty sure I've seen pictures of fairies sitting on these.

Fred decided to sit on one especially large one.

"Perhaps I could be a fairy!" said Fred, or maybe if I sit here long enough maybe one will come and talk to me.

Fred sat there nice and quietly for ages.

And then for a bit longer.

Still no fairy.

Fred started to get rather tired.

The sun moved across the sky and the shadows followed it, stretching across the long summer grass.

Soon Fred could barely keep his eyes open.

"Maybe there will be a fairy tomorrow?" thought Fred, certain that they were the sort of creatures that would be wrapped up in their flowery beds by now, sleeping through the shadowy night.

So when the sun had finally gone to bed, so did Fred, determined to come back one early morning when the dewdrops glittered in the grass, and then he would find a fairy...