and your didgeridoo fix
Having lived in Bristol for some time, James and I felt very at home amongst the grunge and did remark at the lack of dogs on strings (mostly due to the no dogs policy).
there was a lot of fairy folk there, which tickled the fancy of Caitlin who is slowly becoming more obsessed with fairies as the days go by. you know, i swore there would be no pink, no gender stereotyping...but somehow the pink thing just crashes over you and swallows you whole ("stop saying 'isn't HE lovely?'") and as for the fairies..i'm rolling with that, she's been obsessed by penguins, dinosaurs and farts (still a current fave) so i can forgive her one trangression.
we decided it would be a good idea to let caitlin loose the candle making stall...mik and zara followed suit with jacob and matilda (you can see them behind us).
well, it started well but boredom set in for the kids after dipping the candle in the hot wax for the nth time and still it looked like a long drip of dirty water, not the technicolour marvel they were expecting within their allotted 5
the obligatory felafel stall, we were delighted to find it.
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