Emily Snee is cross. Not only is she cross, she’s frustrated. Not only is she frustrated, she’s outright angry. So angry she’s busting out her funny for your entertainment.

There will be a ukulele. There will be a flip chart. There will be an overarching feeling of wonder and whimsy. Blasting through boundaries and trashing taboos, Emily is what condescending baby-boomers might call ‘feisty’.

But enough of that! Here’s a haiku:
Nothing tastes as good
As skinny feels’ said Kate Moss
But I think jam might