She’s got no neck, but a cheeky grin. Her coat must
be caught on a rope and she’s ducked down to free herself. There’s quite a few
golden buttons and there’s nothing for them to fasten. I hope the coat’s not
lifted up to expose something else. At least she hasn’t got any fear of
falling. The head’s getting ready to erupt and shoot out. But when she’s taking
her own photos, she can do what she wants. She’s happy and I’m happy so long as
she doesn’t drop the phone. She could be on a ship’s rig if it wasn’t for the
fact that there were trees behind her. She might even have a twig in her hair. She’s
stuck but she’s enjoying the experience of being outside with company. It’s a
good job that she’s not trying to be a trapeze artist. Unlike the other one who’s
a right little monkey.
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