After creating Mrs Prune I sat back, ever so contented, and admired her. I admired her until a little comment about noses burst open a little niggle that had sat quietly brooding. A week went by with quiet indecision - life rolled on, but with a higher than normal propensity for distraction. And then it came, more with a pop than a fanfare - Mrs Prune would become Prunella, her nose would be different and all the characters in the story will be children. Bingo! I slept well in my bed that night.
