BRIGHT BRIGHT BRIGHT
o Lower Plenty writes: “Darling Knoggins, how’d you get so ippin’ bright?!” Well, Mr.Jockey, to be honest we’re not entirely sure. Someone thought it was todo with the way the sun reects o the moon, others believed there was cajun-voodoo at work, and our mums said we were just lucky. Say, maybe we just make really bright lights?