The Little Marrow

The Little Marrow that wouldn’t be stuffed – A fairy story for our time.

Once upon a time there was a little marrow

Who lived by the sea in a wonderful garden of vegetables

The Sun shone and the seagulls cried with joy

For all was as it should be in a bountiful summer land of plenty

But sadly we are told - and with true deference to ‘common sense’ and ‘patriotism’

“All good things must end”

So when autumn came some wanted to share the harvest.

And some didn’t !

“There’s enough for everyone” said the little marrow

But those who didn’t want to share said “ Little marrow we are going to stuff you”

And they cut him from the plant - took him to the kitchen and tried to slice him - literally to the marrow.

First the knife cut him in half and then once again

But try as they might they couldn't stuff him.

For the marrow had particularly thick skin and remained resolutely unstuffed.

Brothers Grim !