So the don't-mention-the-tortoise-has-died experiment didn't last too long. Alex came trotting merrily into the kitchen this morning and greeted me with the words: "Mummy, I really like Delilah. But I haven't seen her since we came home". I gently broke the news of her unfortunate demise, which he took rather well, all things considered, just confirming "So we haven't got a pet now?" and "So we won't see her again, not even in England?" before running off to the playroom, where I overheard him talking to his sister in hushed tones. "Freya, I'm afraid I've got some sad news. Delilah has died. Shall we ask Mummy for a rabbit?"
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