I took a brief hiatus last night from my Collette Parfait angst to finish the pirate costume.
He was more than pleased. And bemused. But mostly pleased. The final tally included a ruffley blouse, a vest, a sash, britches, a bandana and an eye patch. And a rather fetching mustache.
Jamie's current modelling strategy: Zoolander faces. My current strategy: chase him around the garden while snapping. The geriatric neighbours find it quite thrilling.
That means he pops up over here.
The edges might be blurred but the euphoria is right there.
Chasing pirates on scooters and hiding behind phone boxes, in public. I'm officially a lunatic.