“Squiggle’s spitting stawberries!” Pixie complains to me.
“Are you spitting strawberry drink?” I ask
“No,” says Squiggle, innocently.
“It’s rasperries” says Scooter, somewhat cryptically, then the penny drops.
“Squiggle are you blowing raspberries?”
“Yes” says Squiggle, pleased that I’ve worked it out.