whilst you are in my employ my boy you wont have time for that sort of nonsense , i still hadnt fully forgiven him , and as we continued on towards it , i thought of my beautiful little butterfly battling gallantly onward under that nasty machine , without a driver and open to the elements , given half a chance i would have stowed away on board ( my , my , arent we getting all nautical ) just to keep her company - as topsy daydreamed about brake pads , and teddy mentally designed his perfect lodge .