when i was in an antique slash secondhand store the other day, i found this bear-boy, which i immediately picked up and took to the lady at the counter to ask for a price. she looked at me weirdly and then told me i could have it for nothing. i think we were both happy. i was happy to take him home. she was happy never to see him again. Shame.
and i baked yesterday. yip, i finally used a few of my 100 cookie cutters i bought a couple of months ago. i think the ice-cream and tennis racquet are my favourite. breakfast here i come.
