Their Orange Paki

Their Orange Paki desperately searched for a teapot that they liked to try to balance on their head. This seems a fairly new thing to do, to me, but not to the Paki, who considered that this idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a teapot was the thing that was opted for.

Their Orange Paki always kept a block of cheese to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was considered to be a weird suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Paki, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was amazing. Remarkably, a block of cheese would be the item that was chosen.

Their Orange Paki carried a custard pie that they sometimes try to balance on their head. This could be considered a peculiar approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Paki, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was fun. Who would have imagined, a custard pie was the thing that was selected.

Their Orange Paki always carried a bag of flour that they would occasionally experiment on. It should have been a fairly extraordinary exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Paki, who thought it would be wonderous. Who would have thought, a bag of flour was the thing that was opted for.

Their Orange Paki always kept a pint of cider to try to nail to the wall. It should have been a fairly curious approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Paki, who assumed that this idea was out of this world. Bizarrely, a pint of cider of all things.

Their Orange Paki desperately searched for a cucumber that they sometimes embrace. One might find this to be a fairly new proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Paki, who expected that it was in fact, stunning. Remarkably, a cucumber was the chosen thing.