It was a crisp winter's morning, was falling like
flakes and Mrs Winters was watering her floweres.
'Don't they looke beautiful' thought Mrs Winters.
Suddenly, as if the sun had come out, a yellow
appeared in the middle of her pot of
.
'What on earth?' she asked herself, clutching her head in her hands.
She went in, away from the
and went to the shops to buy a germ killer with her
full of money.
The
went away!