Here's an old shot Mummy found ... this fella keeps knocking around ... often find him in the wigwam in our playroom ... looks a bit cold doesn't he!
I'm getting the pox. Cough, cough, cough from 3.30 am ... Mummy has a deadline and wonders why all the sleep goes rubbish whenever she has a deadline. C'est la vie. Apparently.
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