Boy and Vile ex Husband both brandishing their cameras at One. Obv One is taking a pic of the two of them paying One a visit for some free scran. They, however, are here to snap the little Wood Nymph on their new devices. The poor child was sore afraid, and with good reason!
Any road up, there they are in all their glory. Vile ex Husband with his tiny little peanut head and Boy with his enormous cannonball bonce.
Boy swerved a follow up visit yesterday so the WN got his special supper and then One proceeded to continue the knitting tuition.
Cries of ‘Aaaiiieeee Fockitt,’ abounded as the WN struggled with turning a considerable lump of sheep into a pair of mittens.
One scoffs at Scott of the Antarctic
One dismisses the valiant efforts of Florence Nightingale
One cocks a snook at Erasmus
One rolls One’s eyes at Galileo
One dismisses the efforts of Alan Turing with a bat of the hand
Famous for their marvellously magnificent lives
THEY PALE INTO INSIGNIFICANCE BESIDE LOVELY ONE
They didn’t have to teach the Wood Nymph to knit