Their Blue Ogre

Their Blue Ogre desired a computer that they would occasionally insert somewhere. It was an original approach to life, to my children, but not to the Ogre, who felt that the idea was awesome. Strangely, a computer would be the chosen thing.

Their Blue Ogre desperately wanted a cucumber to worship. It might have been a different idea, to me and my children, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is awe-inspring. Honestly, a cucumber of all things.

Their Blue Ogre owned a can of Tango that they would occasionally share. It is considered to be a different thing to do, to me, but not to the Ogre, who feels it was entertaining. A can of Tango is the thing to select.

Their Blue Ogre wanted a painting of a melon that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should have been a fairly unusual thing to do, to my children, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that this idea was miraculous. A painting of a melon was the chosen item.

Their Blue Ogre owned a block of cheese that they would sit and look at. This is certainly a strange action, to many, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that it was in fact, exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a block of cheese is the item that was chosen.

Their Blue Ogre searched for a pint of cider that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. This might appear to be a weird and wonderful thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who expected that the idea was out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider is the thing to select.