Freya came first in her poetry recital competition at school last week and came home with a trophy. She’s going to Stevenston at the end of the month to compete in the final. Well done wee Freya!

My mither says that we hae mice
That open air-ticht tins
And eat her chocolate biscuits
And cakes and siclike things.

Nae doubt it is an awfu shame
That mice should get the blame.
It’s really me that rypes the tins
When left alane at hame.

But jings! I get fair hungert
And biscuits taste sae nice.
But dinna tell my mither for
She thinks it is the mice.