Stories & Poems by James Radford
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Kiki The Spider's New Web
It was a clear but dewy morning in the big back garden and Reg the snail had woken up early to sing to all his favourite flowers. He munched down a gnat au chocolat for his breakfast and eased out of his shell. Reg peered across the garden at the golden forsythia by the high wooden fence, which he had always liked - and couldn't believe what he saw. He rubbed his eyes against each other (which snails can do) and ran towards the flowery bush as fast as he could, which wasn't very fast at all (snails can't run - only slide) but he got there after a few minutes. Reg inspected closely what he had seen: from the golden forsythia to next door's high wooden fence was a big spider's web. T...