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O ne of my daughter’s favourite stories as a small child was called “The Squirrel Nutkin”. Now Nutkin was a young mischievious little guy and a bit of a free-spirit as squirrels go and would spend his days having loads of fun. He would sing, dance, and poke fun at Old Brown, the resident owl on Owl Island, just about escaping from the owl's wrath without most of his his tail. While the other
