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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

A wriggling portrait of Kesh (left) and Bobby (right). Behind them sit little sister edel(left) and me (right), desperately trying to keep them still, and failing miserably. This was taken on Christmas Eve.

I can’t decide which one I like better, because in both of them, you can tell that Kesh’s protests at being held up in such an ungainly and undignified manner are really only quite half hearted – she’s well used to this kind of humiliating treatment, and tends to be philosophical about the whole things. Bobby, on the other hand, by the second photograph, is desperately trying to escape, and decides that thrashing his head around, followed immediately by thrashing the rest of his body around, is the best route

Moments after this photograph was taken, Kesh sat back down on little sister edel’s knee and continued to stare at food on the table until it was given to her, and Bobby threw himself to the ground, ran straight at a window and then barked furiously for no reason until he believed his dignity and manliness to be fully reasserted.


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