Granny says I can be a difficult little fellow to feed. I don't know what she means!
I'm selective, that's me! I like crisps and ham and peas and sweetcorn and the cheesy bits of pizza. Granny keeps trying me on other sorts of stuff, but I know what I like.
"You must be getting bored with pizza little man!" she said once.
'No', I thought, 'not if it's crisp, pea, ham, sweetcorn and cheese pizza!'
"You're overloading on pizza this holiday!" she said, adding "and Baba's overloading on pints of Mythos, ouzo and wine by the look of it!"