I was a tad concerned when we went out to a party the other night. Lo, she is a terrible Goddess always steals the lime-light of course but I still worry that I look a bit odd with a cardboard box on my head, a wooden leg [inherited] and a pet llama.




Still, on this particularly occasion, there were no worries………



……I was completely ignored. I got into a bit of trouble with the TG for nibbling on some clothes and also for asking whether shag piles were treatable but, overall, a good time was had by all.

[This is a complete work of fiction. I never get invited anywhere ……… obviously]