How should this story start?

Once upon a time - no that would make you think that this is a fairy story, its not, what I am about to tell you really happened.

We, that is: Sue; Hannah; Sarah and me, were on holiday in London. We had walked through Hyde Park, along the side of the Serpentine and had come to Peter Pan's statue. We all sat down on bench to eat sandwiches for lunch when Sarah saw a bright eye peeping from behind the left foot of Peter Pan. Hannah saw it too, then Sue saw another and then I saw two more. What could they be?

Sue, who is the most courageous of us all, got up to investigate.

“Don't get too close,” advised Sarah, as Sue crossed the path to the statue, “they may be rats.”

“Or mad dogs,” added Hannah helpfully.

Sue bravely advanced ignoring all the possible dangers our daughters could imagine.

“You will not believe what I've found,” she called from behind Peter's statue.

“Is it dangerous?” I asked.

“Is it alive?” shouted Hannah.

“Is it dead?” breathed Sarah turning a little green.

“No to all three. Come and see.”

We looked at each other. Sue was renowned for her bravery and was well known for removing spiders from the bath.

“Better go,” said Hannah.

“Should we?” asked Sarah, undecided between food and possible danger.

“We're coming,” I called packing our half eaten lunch back in to the bag and pushed the girls ahead of me across the path.

“Hurry up or they may escape,” urged Sue.

We peered round the base of Peter Pan's statue to see Sue pointing at two small shapes nestling among the bronze figures of fairies and lost boys.

“Teddies!” declared Sarah.

“Twins,” added Hannah.

“Who's are they?” “Where did they come from?” “Can we keep them?” came thick and fast.

“Hang on a moment,” I said, “Teddy Bears don't grow on trees. They certainly don't grow on statues. Someone must have found them and put them here to be seen by the person who lost them.”

“What's that?” asked Hannah pointing to small piece of card sticking out of a crevice in the statue.

Sue pulled it out. “Its a note. 'Please look after these bears'” she read, “'their names are Dandelion and Burdock and they need good homes, but more importantly they need to go on adventures.”

“Homeless Bears needing adventures?” questioned Sarah.

“Does that mean we can take them?” asked Hannah.

“We could certainly give them an adventure,” said Sue,

and we did.