Their Gentle Troll

Their Gentle Troll looked for a lava lamp that they sometimes smash. It would be a fairly astonishing exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who thought that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Remarkably, a lava lamp being the chosen thing.

Their Gentle Troll desperately wanted a bottle of coke that they liked to break. This seems a fairly extraordinary undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who thinks it would be amazing. Bizarrely, a bottle of coke was the thing that was selected.

Their Gentle Troll often carried a radiator that they would sometimes share. It was an extraordinary exercise, to my dad, but not to the Troll, who had decided it was wonderous. A radiator was the item that was selected.

Their Gentle Troll needed a bag of flour that they would often embrace. It is a fairly odd thought, to most, but not to the Troll, who thinks it would be sublime. Who would have thought, a bag of flour being the thing selected.

Their Gentle Troll wanted a bottle of wine that they would put in the bath with him. This seems to be a fairly surprising approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who feels that this idea is magnificent. Remarkably, a bottle of wine was the thing that was chosen.

Their Gentle Troll looked for a cucumber to hug. It might have been a fairly extraordinary operation, to my grandpa, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was simply life. Remarkably, a cucumber would be the item that was selected.