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there.) But there are my three. There’s the sitting room which is where we eat our breakfast and our dinner and it’s got a television in it and George watches the news a lot, and sometimes he watches other things too, sitcoms I think because I hear laughter and it isn’t George’s. Then there’s the bathroom, but you know about that, it’s only different now because he took the lock off. And then there’s the bedroom which is where I am now, I spend most of my time here. George keeps it locked but he lets me out when I need to, when it’s time for breakfast or dinner or when I need the bathroom. The walls are a bit old and have wallpaper on which is a bit old and when I get bored I can count the stripes but I don’t need to be bored now because I have the pad and the pencil and I can use them instead. And that’s enough for tonight and I’m going to sleep now, night night.

    He asked me why I’d named him George. But he wasn’t angry, he was smiling. Puzzled though. And I told him it was because he looked a bit like George Clooney. And he laughed and said he did not, and I said he did too, and I laughed as well. And actually I suppose he doesn’t look much like George Clooney, not really, what I mean is that George Clooney has nice eyes and my George had nice eyes just like his, and you know how George Clooney has got a sort of square jaw, well my George has nothing like that but it’s a nice jaw anyway. And the real George Clooney doesn’t have a moustache the way my George Clooney does but still never mind. So if you’re the police and you’re out there looking for him then they’re not that alike really, to be honest there’s no point going after George Clooney. And George said that I was right, he did watch sitcoms, he couldn’t only watch the news it’d do his head in. He was sorry if it disturbed me, he could turn the volume down if I liked, and I said that was okay, I liked to hear the laughter. And he said that if I was very good that could be another present, he’d let me watch a sitcom some time, not now but soon. I thanked him for that. And he said it was very odd there was nothing on the news yet, it’d been over a week now, you’d have thought there would be something. I said I didn’t know, maybe they were keeping it a secret, and he said it just didn’t make sense. Then he told me he’d wash up breakfast and he put me back in my room. And a bit later he came back and said why not, we’d watch a sitcom that night, he’d come and get me when one was on. I’d been very good and I deserved a present. (And I think he liked the fact I’d called him George.) And it’s funny, I suppose I’m writing this for George now. I thought at first it was for Daddy, or Paul, or Jessie, although Jessie couldn’t read it she’s only two, but Paul could read it to her, he’s a really good dad like that. But this is for George now, isn’t it? Hello George. You really
do
look like George Clooney, I was being silly before, except for the moustache. And George came and got me and took me into the sitting room, he had the lights off and there was only the light from the TV screen, it was like going to the cinema! And I said that, do you remember, and you laughed, and we sat down on the couch and watched
Friends
. And it was an episode I’d seen before but that was okay, I pretended it was new and laughed anyway, I didn’t want to hurt George’s feelings. Although of course you’ve just read this, George, you know that now, sorry. Sorry. It was a great evening, a bit like a first date, and I hope we can do it again soon.

    I’m in love with George Clooney! I am. I’m shaking as I write this, can you tell, I hope my handwriting isn’t too wobbly, but I’m so relieved too. Just to let it out. I love you, George. Let me tell you why I love him. I love his body, no not like that. I love his eyes. I love his teeth. I love his neck. I love his nose. I love his face, it’s a kind face, and I know