Squeak! Squeak! *Cough* sorry about that. My names Squeakers as you can see. I’ve lived in this church (priory church) since 1113. Through the years its been hard because I’ve had you ‘humlings’ getting on my cheddars by;stomping down the aisle and making puddles of raindrops. They open the door whilst its windy and let breezes come in, once I thought the roof was going to blow off. This takes me back to 1871 when there was a gale, it blew away all my family and all I had left was my cheese.
My favorite times her are normally during midday when girls come in wearing fancy dresses. The first thing I do is mouse race to my room and get my silver patterned suit. Then climb to the roof and watch people getting married. How romantic! Oh, how the dresses have changed over the years. They get prettier and sparklier every day.. On the other hand I hate it when these wooden boxes come through the door and people cry and cry. Then I have to go round on the night, well actually 2 am with a mop and bucket cleaning the floors.
Finally I would like to discus a few things that I’d like in the future.: Cheese beds put in every day, Rooms for poor people (so on a night they have somewhere to sleep) and cleaning robots (so if there is a programme you want to watch mouse mews you can watch it). I hope I meet some more family members so then I can have someone to keep me company.
By Bethany Scurrah