It’s the Mr Whippy. The blue sky with the scattered candy floss clouds. It’s the sun on my shoulders reminding me to apply suncream on the bois bach again. “Son of a Preacher Man” heard coming from a neighbour’s garden. Not quite drowning out the noise of the kids playing on the front lawn…unfortunately. It’s the […]
”a portrait of the bois bach, once a week, every week, in 2014” robb | your two-more-minutes-on-the-ps4-pleeeeeeeeease face…those blue eyes, love them alfie | your biting-into-ice-cream face…yes BITING into ice cream…*shivers* bois bach, de chi werth y byd xxx
you know when you have those moments, where you see what’s about to happen and it all seems in slow motion and before you know it…it’s too late. you do?! good, because you’re about to read mine. we were walking through the crocodile’s maze at Greenwood forest park with ice creams. alf was enjoying his […]