Eleanor's Eyebrows

Clearly, eyes are for crossing, ears are for wiggling and noses are for picking, thinks Eleanor. But what is the point of eyebrows? Aren't they 'just two silly, scruffy, hairy, little bits of fluff'? Unappreciated, Eleanor's eyebrows slide off her face one night and venture into the Big Wide World.

But they don't make it as caterpillars, or twirling moustaches, or tyres on a stick insect's motorbike. Eleanor, meantime, frightens her gran with her lack of eyebrows and fails in her attempts to find substitutes (pet mice just fall off!). Now all she notices is other people's eyebrows and starts to miss her own desperately. How will they be reunited? A glorious bit of craziness.