Look what festering beast lurks at the back of the shed...
There was a time when I would have been attracted to the prospect of 50000 miles of boucy fun, but Tigger is back from the shop, all ready to rumble. Once the bendy leg affliction has been resolved, I feel I may be looking to jump onto the back of the Tigger, grab its ears and give her a good old tweaking, and see how she likes it! The nasty little beastie, meanwhile, is going to have to wait until Tigger as had her fun.