Never confuse centipede legs with millipede legs, magically they are very different. I know a witch that made that mistake and now she has a cat with a nose like a trombone.
Fairy Spoodle could never work out if she should put her socks or knickers on first. One day a giant woodlouse ran out from behind the skirting board and bit her on the bum. Now she always puts her knickers on first.
One day Suzan crashed her tractor into a sleeping spider.
“Sorry,” she said. “Are you OK?”
“Fine,” said the giant spider, “but I seem to have bent your wheel quite badly.”
Sarah and the spider swapped insurance details then went their separate ways.
Jackie had been waiting for her delivery of magical reactant. As the postman approached he tripped. The parcel in his hand split. The pavement exploded with a sound like fireworks and settled in a bloom of colour.
Wendy the witch was a compulsive doodler. One day her brother, misinterpreting her doodles for magic sigils, tried to cast them. It took days for the smoke to clear and now once a month Wendy’s brother turns into moth.
Georgia G was a witch before her time. At school, one afternoon, she created a black hole in her pencil case. That was the last anyone saw of her protractor and compass.
Electromagnetic radiation from mobile phones disrupts the subtle balance of energy in a witch’s spells. That is why you never see a witch with their mobile phone switched on.
One Saturday evening in October Karla tried to enlarge a cake to feed her friends at a dinner party. Her aim was poor. She found herself face to face with a massive centipede. Fortunately the centipede was quite gregarious and knew how to bake gâteaux.