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       2025-07-21T07:12:53Z
       
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       Monday = :moomin_hello: :moomin_butterfly: "Moominmamma glanced towards the stairs that disappeared in troubled waters.  She thought of her kitchen.  Her thoughts moved on to the coffee tin on the chimney piece and she wondered if she had remembered to screw the lid on. She sighed.'T’ll dive for it,’ suggested Moomintroll, whose thoughts had moved exactly the same way.‘You couldn’t hold your breath for so long, dear,’ replied Mamma anxiously. Moominpappa gave them a strange look. ‘I’ve often thought,’ he said musingly, ‘that one ought to look at one’s abode sometimes from the ceiling instead of from the floor.’‘Do you mean ...?’ said Moomintroll delightedly.Moominpappa nodded. He disappeared into his room and presently returned with an auger and a narrow saw.  Everybody gathered around him and watched interestedly while he worked.   Moominpappa found sawing his own floor to pieces just a little dreadful, but at the same time highly satisfying.A few minutes later Moominmamma for the first time saw her kitchen from the ceiling. Enchanted, she looked down to a dimly lit, light-green aquarium. She could glimpse the stove, sink and slop-pail down on the bottom. But all the chairs and the table were floating around near the ceiling.‘Dear me, how funny,’ said Moominmamma and burst out laughing.  She laughed so hard that she had to take to the rocking chair again.  It felt very refreshing to see one’s kitchen like that. Moomintroll stood quite still for a moment and took a few calm breaths.   Then he plunged down into the kitchen.He swam straight to the pantry and managed to open the door.  Inside the water was white with milk, with a few specks of loganberry jam thrown in.  A couple of loaves of bread passed him slowly, followed by a school of macaroni.  Moomintroll snatched the butter dish, caught one of the wheaten loaves and swerved back by the chimney piece for Moominmamma’s coffee tin.  Then he rose to the ceiling and took a long breath.‘There, I had screwed the lid on!’ said his mother delightedly.  ‘This is quite a picnic. Do you think you can find the  coffee pot and some cups, too?’They had never had a more exciting breakfast.  They picked a chair that no one had ever liked and chopped it up.  Unfortunately the sugar had melted, but Moomintroll found a tin of treacle instead. His father spooned marmalade straight from the pot, and Little My busied herself with the auger, boring her way through the loaf without anybody saying a word.Time and again Moomintroll dived for new things, and then he splashed water around the whole room.‘I'm not washing any dishes today,’ Moominmamma said hilariously.   'Who knows, perhaps I'll never wash dishes any more?  But please, can’t we try to save the drawing-room suite before it spoils?’"from 'Moominsummer Madness', by Tove Jansson#MoominMonday #BeMoreMoomin