You can cram a lot of starshine into three and a half years.
That doesn’t mean three and a half years is anywhere near enough.
It doesn’t get much worse than a world of ”always winter, never Christmas.”
On the other hand, it doesn’t get much better than a world of all Winter, all the time.
Riddle me this: how is a cat suite not like a critically-acclaimed TV drama? (Aside from the absence of the obligatory Unlucky-In-Love Best Friend character and the Whiny Soft Rock Soundtrack.)
This week, we got the answer. Unlike it’s television counterpart, no change in the cast of characters can make a cat suite “jump the shark.”
Does anyone else remember Sylvanian Families, the tiny, vaguely humanoid woodland creatures from the late 80s? For each species (bear, rabbit, squirrel…) you could collect the mom, dad, brother and sister - sold separately, of course.
As a little girl, I wanted them all. But, nowadays, all I want is one Sylvan(ian) family.