My companions for the next three months arrived this morning, straight from the Lower School Science Department. This isn't a photo of my precise Fire-Bellied Toads but a remarkable likeness downloaded from the internet. I had anticipated three of them, but there are four. So much for my plans of naming them Manny, Moe and Jack; Tom, Dick, and Harry; or Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego.
In considering famous foursomes, my feeling is that Matthew, Mark, Luke and John have been done well already and that Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail and Peter just don't cut it. Paul, Ringo, John and George come to mind but I have trouble remembering George.
Any thoughts out there, blogfriends?