It’s the word that no one wants to admit they’ve got isn’t it?
Myles calls it a “frumpy bumpy day”. He says it from ten feet away so I can’t hit him…
I can’t be arsed today, I’m grumpy and I’ve got a cold sore coming and the cream isn’t working on the bloody thing.
Drink tea, eat chocolate, film on, leave me alone. Lovely.
Posted on December 4, 2010, in Uncategorized and tagged Drawings, Family, Humour, Illustration, Life, Pen and Ink, PMT, Sketchbook. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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