ÔPoppy, wake up Poppy, didnÕt you hear that,Õ whispered Patricia.
ÔHear what Patricia. Go back to sleep IÕm too tired and I need my beauty sleep,Õ said her younger sister.
ÔPoppy youÕre an eleven-year-old girl and eleven-year-old girls donÕt need beauty sleep now get up and look out the window. IÕm sure I heard a terrible bang. It sounded like something big crashed into the garden hut. Poppy please IÕm too scared to look.Õ
ÔOh for goodness sake youÕre such a big baby,Õ said Poppy as she wiped the crusty sleep from the corners of her eyes and lifted the torch she kept on her bedside table, switched it on and peered out the window.
She scanned the garden with the wide beam and said, Ôsee, thereÕs nothing there, not even the hut.Õ
So what happened to the garden hut and who are the two mysterious visitors Poppy and Patricia find arguing in, of all things, a beat up black taxi?