Hopefully Tee will talk about the festival and I can just dump this awful sketch on you and be done. I feel quite down at the present.
It's sort of the view from my bedroom window.
Cap'n Beans x
Written by drowning young illustrators with pea green sails. "In spite of all their friends could say, On a winter's morn, on a stormy day, In a sieve they went to sea!"
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