I thought this, from a twelve year old Nicola in Autumn Term, was rather endearing:
'We'll have a figurehead too,' thought Nicola, who, on the rare occasions when she was alone, liked to plan the ship she and Lawrie might share, as other people planned their houses. 'I hope there'll be some clippers left ... or else we'll have a very small ship ... with red sails ... unless that's a bit childish ... perhaps red sails are rather young ... brown would be all right ... or blue? No, definitely not blue ... party frocks are always blue ... when I'm in my ship I shall wear jerseys that are as darned as possible ... and very holey plimsolls ... '
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'We'll have a figurehead too,' thought Nicola, who, on the rare occasions when she was alone, liked to plan the ship she and Lawrie might share, as other people planned their houses. 'I hope there'll be some clippers left ... or else we'll have a very small ship ... with red sails ... unless that's a bit childish ... perhaps red sails are rather young ... brown would be all right ... or blue? No, definitely not blue ... party frocks are always blue ... when I'm in my ship I shall wear jerseys that are as darned as possible ... and very holey plimsolls ... '