Eel boats

Because they longed to see the horizon

Guide to underground travel

Can your sat nav double as a fan? I thought not

An issuer of sound

He's here every day, around sunrise

Round and rubbery

And if that's not enough, there are some inner tubes too

Caped chrysalis

Always looks smart, never hangs round for too long

Dear Sirs

"I have borrowed a chunk of your artwork as I have something
to attend to"

Observe a kingdom turn to dust*

It's winter here. The wind whips up flurries of snow and we only venture out for
school holiday necessities like hot, sweet cafe treats, second hand magazines
and glue sticks. It's collage time!

Daisy calls a halt to the rather unsporting game of fairy hockey

May's elephant asks the delicate question "Who farted?"

Trent tackles the baffling rise of celebrity head on

Jane gives words* the upper hand, then populates the prairie with visions

Elaine asks "Where are you going?" and we find we are not on Earth

I attempt to make a father and daughter lemon squash

Many thanks to May for sparking the collage binge.
All the tiny magazine page offcuts have been swept away
along with the fleeting sleety snow and holidays
are over. Except in collages.

A lineup

It doesn't have to be straight, does it?

Of course we are

We are the fairest of them all

A cup of steam

And its guardian

Turn it up

I love this song

The country or the town?

Horse has decided

Uplift

Yesterday, upon the stair, I met a woman floating there

And as we strolled

His master plan was gradually revealed

Domesticity

Home is where the rug is

Lunar support person

It's the least onerous job he's ever had

Piano stools

For minimal pianos

Inflatable friend

Still a tad unsteady on his inflatable feet

Lemon bath

So soothing

Across the rooftops

Stopping occasionally for a little rest

It's wrong

When chairs invade your personal space

Depressed hat

Generally indicates the work of an unseen giant finger

Amusement at floor level

A.K.A.  R.O.F.L.

This, and the wind

And the wind will be back tomorrow

Hold this please

Thank you, you can go now

Glass slippers

Still waiting for a charming prince

Snowflake

Each one is different

Informants

And private eyes

Following a pear

No overtaking lane for the next 100 km

They told me to

So I did, but I haven't understood anything that's happened since

One day, Pip

You'll have to go to work like us