Happy feet
“Oh! He’s lovely!” said a young woman at the pedestrian crossing, peering into the pram. I beamed and agreed that he was, while preparing myself to tackle her to the ground if she got too close to him. Ten minutes … Continued
“Oh! He’s lovely!” said a young woman at the pedestrian crossing, peering into the pram. I beamed and agreed that he was, while preparing myself to tackle her to the ground if she got too close to him. Ten minutes … Continued