well it had to happen at some point. Catherine is about as clumsy as a sloth wearing kevlar
gloves. The first casualty of the move happened, my art deco penguin, bit the dust. Literally.
What I can never understand, is that for someone so damn clumsy, how she has the uncanny ability to
always break the things I like. Generally, they're also the most expensive too.
Well at least it saved me having to find a subject for this evening. And if I'm being fair, then
they are pretty fragile. Anyway, who knows what she'll get for her birthday now!