The Watercolour Teddy                                                                                                 I painted a watercolour teddy so vast that no gallery could hold it, so I propped it up against the Eiffel Tower. For […]

To Poo or not to Poo, that is the question I’ve been in a lot of bathrooms…..and I mean a lot. If I had to estimate, […]

Swaddled You’re tiny when you’re born, with your grandfather’s large eyes. The starburst, deep-set, knowing eyes, that only looked on your mother with sorrow. Your face […]