Poetry

Obscenely late uploading this entry...

At the end of November, my big sister and I took our respective families to the Roald Dahl museum and story centre. It was fabulous. Little G (a confirmed Dahl-oholic) and his dad had enormous fun creating this nonsense verse - nearly three weeks later, he can still recite chunks of it, accompanied by infectious giggles. It needed to be recorded. Belatedly, it has been.