Finger-eating bollards

 

 You know the drill, don't exasperate the bollards

Can you lend me some lolly

 

 To play the tiny pinny, Polly?

He told his brother

 

 "When we grow up, we're gonna form a food group"

No one is listening

 

Again

 

The wind, the wind

 

It will cut straight through you

 

Don't tell me

 

I'm sure I'll remember your name in a minute

Not in this picture

 

 A twenty-storey sandcastle

An inflatable policeman

A horse selling ice creams

A legitimate reason for attending the publication of this blog post

Nine cats and a pink satin elephant

By the prickling of my woollen ears

 

 Something is coming and it's not acrylic

A bird girl in the evening

I thought I saw her; maybe I was mistaken

They came to tell us

 

 These paper heads are really uncomfortable

 

Not all pigs

 

 And not all unicorns

Tidy times

 

 This must be one of them

Star

 

 One of these people is not a sheriff

Let's see what she brings today

 

 Did you know she goes everywhere on foot?

 

Thread

 

For thread, read continuity

 

Your decorations dear

 

 They seem a little different this year

Well-oiled machine

 

 And the ghost who maintains it

Her implausible ways

 

 This one removes wrinkles

No, not you

 

 The one on the end

 

h O O ps

 

 It was a different world then. You jumped through them for your

own amusement