After two months of awkward quietness, the fox arrives to the biggest shopping mall in Helsinki.
The fox wants to buy one pair of kids wellies, size 31.
There are apparently hundreds of kids wandering on the streets with their 31 sized wellies, because the shops haven't any left, except pink ones with Moomins. The fox thinks about a boy with pink rubber boots, and buys something else instead. She buys one skirt for herself and sits down.
They are everywhere. The signs. Bright letters saying:
Buy me. I am extraordinary cheap. Sale sale sale.
And the fox buys her cubs pair of shoes, two t-shirts, one jacket, one jeans jacket, one pair of outdoor trousers, two pair of waterproof gloves, two knitted hats, one rain anorak and Myy-gloves, three pairs of rain trousers, two books, monster strawberry bubblegum, Ninja turtle outfit, Turtle-toys, lunch boxes...
and two jackets for herself.
Afterwards the fox sits in her car.
The maniac fox: Ha! That was cheap!
The little fox inside the head: It wasn't really.
The maniac fox: But look how many I got!
The little fox inside the head: Really, you don't have any money left.
The maniac fox: Well, I had!
No, actually I hadn't.
(the maniac fox remembers one bill she didn't pay yesterday)
The little fox inside the head: Ha! I knew it. Dare I ask how are you going to pay the new stairs now?
With the lunch boxes and Ninja outfits?
The maniac fox: Blimey.
The little fox inside the head: And what about the holiday?
The maniac fox: Bugger. Well, at least I've got the car. Listen to that horrible noise somebody's car is making. Ha. Mine doesn't sound like it was a tractor stuck inside the tin.
The little fox inside the head: Erm, it is your car...
The fox has now a red brakeless bike and a red brakeless car.
She's going to cross the Finnish border very soon with the big red brakeless.
See you after a week.
If the fox isn't in Lithuania.
About Brain of Britain, again - The cricket will be over well before 3pm on Monday, so you may as well listen to this.
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