The name's................

................Bond...................James bond.

Do you think my boy likes the camera?
The 'fantastic four' as they kept calling themselves, were at ours for some crappy food that passed as a halloween tea.
They went wild.
They squabbled.
They took sides.
They changed sides.
They KEPT ON telling me the same jokes.
They showed off.
They got bored.
They went guising.
They went to the newly regimented halloween party at the school (it used to be wild and free).
Then finally I brought my James Bond (if he had actually died by being shot by Moneypenny................oh I forgot to do the gunshot wound!
Sorry if you haven't seen Skyfall), home.