Friday 3 July 2015

Friday 3 July 2015


I think it's safe to say that today the world witnessed my finest hour (in croquet). There I was, moving in for the win, but Daddy had other intentions, and kept sending me out into the boarders, when, on my last chance to still be crowned winner, I hit the post from what felt like miles away (although it was probably a little closer than that). All in all, what we can all take away from this is that I am a winner, who is also really good at croquet.




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