Friday morning we dressed him in various bits and pieces of piratey-stuff, I shoved one of his plastic crocodiles into his hands and told him he was Captain Hook. We rode to school with a pussy-cat on her bike only to discover Peter Pan being chased around the playground by a Gingerbread Man. Things got weird after that.
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Old enough to know better, collector of rusty bikes, presenter on 3CR's Yarra Bike Radio Show. Living in Melbourne, Australia with the Dutchman, the Flipster, Spike the Staffy, five chooks and too many veggies. Spreekt ook een beetje nederlands. View all posts by Faithh