I've received some really incredible gifts and oddities over the years, but the box I opened from Adam this afternoon knocked me full-on legit speechless for at least a few minutes. I'm a nervous talker, so running out of sounds to make is a rare occurrence. I can't really remember the last time I was rendered mute.
It contained a beautifully made devil-come-jackal marionette and the evidence of some character probing done behind my back under the casual scrutiny of a class of 6 year olds attached to a clipboard.
I can't believe how cool this is. Thank you Adam x This is so much better some some poxy house painting. You win at gifts.
(Sammy is my favourite)