sometimes matt calls me pan, because i remind him of that spirited magical boy who existed in his own world. and also, because i have a tendency to stand like this ... a lot.
today peter pan was walking around portobello.
sipping hot chocolate (without coats and boots on!)
enjoying the sunshine.
and cycling through hyde park.
and pan wished it would never-ever-end.
(instead, this picture reminds me of the lesser-known 2nd verse of i'm a little teapot:
"i'm a little tea pot short and stout.
here is my handle...
here is my....
(teapot realizes there is no spout, just another handle)
i'll be damned, i'm a sugarbowl!)
2 comments:
You are killing me!
when i was little i didn't know that peter pan in the play was a chick... i told my mom "there's something wrong with that dude..." i'd never seen a boy walk like that...
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