A meeting with celebrity

I saw Skippy in a backyard the other day. Well, I didn't know he was Skippy at the time, but then again, thanks to the limited brain capacity of my four-limbed marsupial friend, neither did he. It wasn't until he lifted his adorable but iconic little arms and made a certain adorable but iconic gesture, just so, that I actually recognised him. I called out at once: "What's that, Skip? Two nasty old men have set up a credit card skimmer in the town Crystal Essences store, and if I don't follow you now a little girl's faith in the Easter Bunny will be ruined forever?" And though he clearly had no idea what I was talking about, I could see that he was right.

Satisfied, I closed the door and went back into the house. A meeting with celebrity! Exhausted with the evening's events, I turned on the television and settled back for some light entertainment.