21st February 2012
I am on a train going across the Australian outback holding onto the outside of one of the carriages. I look down and I realise the ground is moving, swarming with millions of kangaroos. On the horizon I see a raging wildfire and I realise they are fleeing the flames. I am on a call to rescue a lion who has learnt how to use the telephone and called a new helpline specifically for animals with problems. The lion had telephoned because he couldn’t open a packet of biscuits. When I arrive he is in a small kitchenette wearing an apron. He tells me he is trying to make canapés. I show him how to take the biscuit and scrunch the brown bit in the middle and twist the edge around it so that it becomes a daffodil. I make one and pass it to him and he eats it gingerly, nibbling at the edges.