Spring has sprung. Ok so it's the first of September and I can't see Mr Sun, but the flowers are blooming. Spring is fun. Spring means birthday time and lots of cake. Oh no. Spring means getting a year older...
Oh. Yes. That. Pout.
True story. My fabulously talented friend was in town from abroad... and on her little trip down under, she brought with her a part of Ange as well as a miniature armature of Mr Fox, who truly was Fantastic.
BYE-BYE MARY AND MAX
BLUE SKY
EGGPLANT WEDGES
AFTER HOURS
POOH BEAR
KITTY KAT
SHADOWS
THE BIRD