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Bored Fairies.

All is not well in Fairyland most of the Fairies are making mischief. Quite a few are neglecting their work of painting the flowers, bushes and shrubs. It is very serious and I sent a message with a friendly Robin to tell her Majesty Queen Feeanna of my worries that all is not as it should be. One of the Fairies is going around painting the ripe blackberries green again, now we all know that this is against Mother Nature and it would be a hard time for the birds and animals that relied on the fruits to live, just imagine it no nice ripe blackberries in the summer and autumn when going through the woods, why even the wild strawberries have been turned green again by another Fairy.

I myself tried talking to the Fairies I thought if I could find out what is bothering them it would help to put things right again. All I got for my pains are, “We are bored there is nothing for us to do but work.” “All day long painting the grass the fruits and all of the other things that grow we want to play not work.” Now this I thought is serious Fairies who do not want to work just play. It is against all that the little people were taught at the Fairy school, All fairies have to attend school to learn how to paint and tend the fruits and flowers on this earth. No they do not have paints and paintbrushes they use the magic wands that every Fairy is taught to make at school.

I did not have to wait long before the familiar bright blue flash and the slight puff of smoke and her Majesty was sitting on the fallen tree trunk that served me as a seat whenever I went into the woods to watch and talk to the Fairies. I explained to her Majesty what I had seen and how the Fairies were bored with just working. They wanted to play as well as work. Her Majesty said.” But all the fairies may play in fact it is part of fairy law that fairies may play after they have helped Mother Nature.” Her Majesty called the Fairies together and as soon as they were all seated in a ring. The ring was of toadstools. Her Majesty asked them why they were so bored all Fairies like to help Mother Nature and it was a privilege to paint flowers and things with their magic wands.

The Fairies all spoke together and even I could not understand what they were saying. Her Majesty called one of the older fairies to speak for all of them. The Fairy started off with that there was not much for them to do after they had finished their work it was just that they had nothing to do to keep them occupied. Her Majesty said “What about the dances that I arrange are they not enough?”  “What else can I do to keep you all happy that you go about your work properly?” “I leaned over to her Majesty and whispered why not hold an eating party?” It will keep them occupied and there will be peace and contentment for a while.” We can also send them off in parties to the seaside that will give them plenty of things to do. As far as I can tell they are just bored doing the same thing every day after all they are so young.

Her Majesty then said, “My children go back to your work and this evening I will arrange visits for you all to go to the seaside or to Fairies in other parts of Fairyland.”

Tonight we will hold a potato chip eating contest, whoever eats the most chips will be rewarded with two pieces of Magic Gold. Listening to this offer from her Majesty Queen Feeana was a Leprechaun. “Does this apply to all the little folk your Majesty or is it just for the Fairies.” He asked. “It is for all the little folk said her Majesty but Bern here will be watching you all and he will be the judge.” That is how I came to be the Judge of the chip-eating contest. Now all was as it used to be in Fairyland, the fairies went back to work the wild strawberries and the ripe blackberries were quickly made normal again and the Fairies could only speak about the coming chip feast.

If your Fish and Chip shop is not open tonight you know that the Fairies and the little folk are having a chip-eating contest. I with Her Majesty arranged by magic that a fish and chip shop would be brought into the woods and the owner would think that he was at home. All he had to do was fry the chips no Fairy would ever eat a fish that once swam free in a river or in the deep blue sea. The evening arrived and I opened the contest. The chips were carefully weighed so that each contestant had the same amount of weight on his or her plate and off it all started. The fish and Chip man worked hard to make all of the chips that were eaten and all had a good time. I had provided sweet cold tea to wash the chips down.

On one of the toadstools was the Leprechaun who had asked her Majesty if all could come to the contest. He was eating one plate of chips after the other now I thought he will surely win the two pieces of magic gold. The fairies had to mark a piece of bark with their wands when they had eaten a plate of chips. All was going well when I distinctly heard a pig grunt. I looked carefully around and found that tethered behind the Leprechaun was a big fat pig. He was giving the pig his portions of chips. I stopped the contest and disqualified the leprechaun. A sweet little Fairy named Donnafee won the prize. She had managed to eat four plates of chips and deserved the two pieces of magic gold. I told the little folk that there were still plenty of chips for them to eat but no one was interested. All congratulated Donnafee on her win and for a long time there was peace again in Fairyland. We now have regular eating contests and I Bern am always the judge.