A blog of grumpiness, stilts and skin.

Friday, December 16, 2005

The gravy train

Moonface and Comet know when they're onto a good thing.

They just came back to the porch with more goods for me to look at, incuding: a 'Fantasia' tape that Moonface said she was 'sick of' but 'works fine', a wooden top, and a leaf.

When I said I'd settle with my gorilla swizzle stick (which can apparently, 'be anything you want', but which is in fact, 'a puppet'), they wasted no time enquiring: 'Where's Hazel?'.


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