when ronnie and i sat down to talk about what to write and ask for from father christmas, he promptly requested a real moustache. hmmmmmm. that’s a nice and easy one for me then.

however, in a shop near work, i noticed that they were selling comedy moustaches so i purchased a rather smashing ginger one. ronnie thwarted my plans and discovered this said moustache in my handbag, opened it up and decided that it would be best placed on the back of his nativity shepherd as some furry fairy wings. enjoy!