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Tuesday, 7 December 2010

Clickettttty clackeeeettttty

I fear the invisible wife next door has been abandoned by Henry. She's turning into a Groke. She wears a floor-length leather coat and knee-high , lace up boots. She appears to have taken up gliding a few inches above the pavement rather than the usual one foot in front of another stance. I should have looked for the tell -tale puddle of ice.


  1. That picture reminds me of myself in my kitchen bursting into spontanious flamenco dancing and my daughter watching in disgust and surprise!(Happens too often!) xx


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