Well hello there, Kitty.

This is what my niece got when a friend of ours indulged her with a toy from one of those coin-operated, lucky-dip machines.

Isn't it marvellous! It is so kitsch and unnecessary and oddly enchanting, and I always love and cherish those times when surfing suddenly appears in unexpected and often irrelevant places.


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