The Claw hangs waiting for the information
The coins drop one by one
A cry goes out in exaltation
As the claw moves into position
Descending down it opens to grasp the chosen one
Closing around its prey it raises
The child cheers in adoration
The grip is weak so drop the one
The child screams and a cries
“I WANT A HENRY HOVER”
Picture to follow
we are off to heaven !
Sorry pronounciation problem I meant haven.
We left rochdale by car
And drove through dale and mountains .
We arrive at three having travel a far
And luck is with it as there have been no rains.
Please note with little signal this is late
photo to follow.
yes this was late , but yesterday I was working on the nursery.
Progress so far:
different shapes to create a pig face.
