The places I went before I was born

Some people don't shave

A bit of an action

I love ballet

My new child centre. The previous one was just great but I've grown up since. It was in Bishop's Park and for toddlers, mostly. I loved it very much, though, when I was a toddler myself. Had many friends there. Here it is:

Bishop's Park is a great place:

Fulham Palace is fantastic with a lot of books and fabulous Chelsea buns. And there is a ghost too.

Scary claws... This is the famous crawling hand: the hand of an astronaut who didn't make it through the atmosphere in his entirety. A boy found it on a beach. It strangles the living. At least, this is what father told Calvin instead of a bedtime story - or something along these lines. Oh no! - his father said - There it is! It's g-got me!! Gakk!!! And Calvin fainted and his father said, leaving the bedroom: I should've thought of that years ago. Now I play with it. I think the hand is just lonely and wants to make friends, that's all.

Mama gave me this spiky plate to make some apple jam. Rubber gloves too.