Today I was sitting in the garden in my buggy at Granny and Pumpa's house minding my own business when something, a nasty wasp I think, landed on my face and stung me. I didn't cry very much about the sting but I cried quite a lot when Pumpa tried to hold an ice cube on it. Mum gave me piriton and calpol which helped a little. Granny gave me chocolate buttons which helped a lot. Daddy thinks I am very brave. He is very proud of me, but then I had stopped crying when he arrived.