I would take the pedal off my moutain bike, a football that scored the winning goal and the seeds off a freshly cut kiwi on a hot summers morning.

I would take the sound of a never ending bark off a bull dog, the clasping crunch of the warm sand in between your toes and the bobbing bubbles after you dived in the swimming pool.

I would add the flexibleness of a gentle gymnast doing graceful tricks, the mane that flows in the wind off a unicorns neck and crocodiles eyes as colourful as a rainbow like a protractor.

I would take the taste of melting ice-cream in your mouth, the sponginess of a sponge cake and the frosting of a doughnut.