Today is the day, the day of the festival! Everybody is talking about it , even grumpy old Bert. He has even let me have the day off, it didn’t take too much persuasion. In fact, he told me to take my time. “Have as long as you want”, he said. Perhaps he’s not so grumpy after all, I will have to find him a gift, something shiny. Mr Whiskers and his furry family were telling me all abut the decorations and the stalls. Apparently the whole square is full of food, all sorts; boar burgers, apricot tarts, treacle toffee, rock cakes and much, much more. Hopefully there will be wondrous musicians, telling tales of heroic deeds and powerful wizards. I have even heard that the Legendary Wizard of Annex will be opening the ceremony, what a delight it would be to talk to someone with so many stories. He might even let me borrow a pair of his socks, someone with his renown must have overflowing sock drawers. Anyway Wiggly, it’s time to get up and get dressed, don’t want to be late!