4 Inspector Bubblewrap The Present

CHAPTER 4 INSPECTOR BUBBLEWRAP

The doorbell rings and we go to answer it. 'Hello,' says the man at the door. 'My name is Inspector Bubblewrap. I trust you received my letter.' 'Well, yes, we did,' I say, 'but—' 'Excellent,' says the inspector. 'May I please see your building permit for this treehouse?' 'Well… yes…' I say, 'although when I say yes, I mean no. We don't actually have one… thanks to Terry.'

'No permit?' says the inspector. 'In that case I'll have to do an inspection to see if your treehouse conforms to all the current building regulations and safety codes.' 'Building regulations?' I say.

'Safety codes?' says Terry. 'It's a mere formality,' says the inspector. 'Now if you'll just be kind enough to let me in, I'll get started on my rhyme.' 'Your rhyme?' I say. 'Yes,' says the inspector. 'I always do

My reports in rhyme. It's fun for me And helps pass the time.' 'Okay,' says Terry. 'That's fine by me. Please feel free To see our tree.' 'Well thank you very much, Young man. I'll do my inspection As fast as I can.

If I may I'll start right here. Uh-oh—oh my— Oh no—oh dear. This staircase of yours Should have a railing. And no wheelchair ramp? That's a serious failing!