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Mindless fucking bastards.

Remember This baby seagull?

I thought it had learnt to fly. It had managed to get itself a few inches off the ground and was persevering well.

Today I realise what actually happenned

Fucking arseholes. Everyone had been looking out for it. There were more bowls of water and bits of bread and seed scattered around than I have ever seen. So fucking angry.

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Yay! It's Naarmamo time again!

I have to say I think I've peaked already! I am so ridiculously proud of this, ridiculously .

I made a book! From scratch! Out of paper and glue and ribbon and stuff. I sewed pages and glued things (including my fingers - Superglue really does glue your fingers together in seconds.)

Oh but I love it! (I'm sorry, I know it's bad form to say things like that, but mostly my stuff is rubbish, so I'm happy!)

There are 31 double pages, so I am going to paste a picture or two of each day's Naart in there, so I have a proper diary/record of Naarmamo 08.



( And a couple more shots here... I can't believe *I* made this! )