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  1. That’s my penguin!!! I think. A couple of years ago, my husband-to-be and I had a huge clear out of stuff, and Penguin was one of the items that was placed on the ‘to go’ pile. I ummmmmed, and ahhhhhhed and moved Penguin from the ‘to go’ pile to the ‘to keep’ pile several times. Eventually I thought it was only fair to give him the chance of new life (he was only deteriorating in the botton of my wardrobe), and took him to a string of charity shops, several of which refused to take him owing to his manky-ness. Having finally decided he should go, this was kinda heart breaking, so I kept trudging round Norwich until one lady in, I think, the British Heart Foundation took pity on us, and relieved me of Penguin. Twas a lonely walk home. I would like to think that this is my Penguin, who some how found his way to you, and that he has found a new life in art, ‘hanging out’ in London with wild and groovy animal pals.

    If he is in fact a penguin who has been deteriorating in the bottom of your wardrobe for the last 20 years, please don’t disillusion me.

    In other news, I have been really enjoying your images … keep them coming.

  2. The Penguin isn’t mine, I’m afraid. I saw him hanging out with these other animals in Wimbledon, near the common. I like to think he has become a free and well traveled Penguin and found many great friends to sit in trees with and watch people go by.

    Thanks for the comments. s

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