Every Tuesday, Bunby rolls down Loaf Lane with a pocket full of crumbs and zero regrets. The road’s been uneven since the last mudslide, but that’s just how Bunby likes it – bumps make the best bun jumps.
Bunby doesn’t bake bread. Bunby just really, really loves bread. So much so that buns, rolls, and croissants have started to stick – literally – all over. No one’s sure whether it’s magic or marmalade.
When Bunby tumbles (which is often), the loaves stay on, the smile stays wide, and the neighbours always shout, “Catch the bunwagon!”