Ah ha...my little mad scientist br (she all of 3) br br brings a jam jar br for me to see. br br 'What...is it? ' I say br br 'It's road...of course! ' br she announces br annoyed at my usual ignorance. br br 'Do I have to...teach you everything! ' br her sigh suggests. br br 'The road started br crying in the sun br until it got all snotty br & sticky! ' br she excitedly exclaims. br br 'So i picked it up with a stick br & stuck it in here! ' br she explains br in her insane sane way. br br The road now br conjealed with fear br br gazed profoundly br from its glass prison br br looking around for any br possible means of escape br br but even it br could see it was br br hopless. br br 'Resistance...' as a Dalek br would put it br '...is useless! ' br br Courtsey of its glass prism br road shed a small rainbow tear. br br 'It's gonna live br with me by my bed! ' br she decreed. br br And so it was br things obeyed her in her br imaginative land. br br That night br a large label br br addressed br the specimen br br in an awkward br childish script br br 'ROAD! ' br it scribbled br br glowing in crayon br with its R back to front. br br Quiet as a sigh br the road sleeps beside her br br in its little glass bed br & almost head to head br br its dreams br wind through hers br br getting lost br in a tangle of curls.