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We have a very hungry caterpillar in our household.

I bought a box of ice-cream lollies for the family, but the caterpillar polished them off in one go.

There was a tray of chocolates in the fridge to be gifted to friends, but they chomped their way through the lot of them (except for the 85% cocoa ones).

There was the packet of biscuits to be set in front of guests, but when guests showed up we discovered nothing but crumbs.

The bowl of sugar to be dissolved in Turkish tea: mysteriously, only two cubes now remain.

Fortunately for our very hungry caterpillar, there is a plum tree just outside our front door, promising a constant supply of ripe and not-so-ripe fruit to be demolished when hunger can be staved no more.

I don’t yet know if this very hungry caterpillar is about to turn into a butterfly. We can but hope.