It’s important that people know she actually climbed inside the cage herself and sat quietly waiting for someone to come in and admire her work.
She’s at ours again.
My daughter is loving having little photo shoot sessions using props from whatever happens to be lying around.
Poor Cass doth disapprove.
On a packed out train to Manchester at 9.00am, a guy in a suit and tie got on with his brief case and Starbucks coffee. He stood there drenched in aftershave and his own self-importance, eyeing people up and down in a judgmental way and then once he finished it, dumped his coffee cup on the floor by someone’s seat.
About ten minutes later as he was getting off, my fourteen year old son Sam gently tapped him on the arm, pointed over to the floor and politely said “Excuse me? You’ve forgotten your coffee”
Getting pulled up for littering by a beanie-hat-wearing teenage lad looked as though it burned like acid.