Baby Col-Col is in the thrall of his 'mummy'. When she calls, he comes running and as he is beginning to discover, that he is her actual baby now. He wears thick cloth nappies and plastic pants, crawls and drinks breast or formula milk, and finds that his true happiness is in being that baby boy of an understanding - if firm - mummy. And his nappies are not for show. They are to be used fully as befits a man who is in reality... still a baby.