"What shall we do now?" asked the
Wabbit. "Whatever you want, it’s your vacation," said Lapinette.
"I don’t like vacations," grumbled the Wabbit. "It’s not
true, you love vacations," replied Lapinette. The Wabbit stamped his
rear leg for a while and ground his teeth. "Well, every time I go on
a vacation, something happens and it turns into an adventure," he
said. "That doesn’t sound too awful," said Lapinette smiling.
"Then there's the packing," said the Wabbit, "and I
always forget something really important." "Like what?"
asked Lapinette. "Like my miniature set of hex socket
keys," said the Wabbit. "Why would you need them on vacation?"
asked Lapinette. "On a previous holiday," murmured the Wabbit,
"I was locked in a filing cabinet. If I hadn’t forgotten my keys I would
have got out more quickly." Lapinette knew better than to ask how the
Wabbit had become locked in a filing cabinet. "I suppose that was an
adventure!" she said. "It was rather a good one in the end,"
said the Wabbit feeling quite cheered. "There was lots to read and I found
out some interesting stuff." Lapinette inclined her head enquiringly.
"Like an old manual about things you can build in a shed," said the
Wabbit. Lapinette sighed with relief. "So can we go to the gallery
now?" she asked. "I’ve quite forgotten what’s on," smiled
the Wabbit. "but the building is much more interesting than anything in
it." "Do you remember you hopped into an exhibit in the Modern Art
Museum and smashed it," said Lapinette. The Wabbit grinned.
"No-one knew the difference anyway," he chortled.
