"A portrait of you, once a week, every week, in 2013"
You're lounging here. Watching play-school. You have a super high top pony bun & you're nudie no pants, because it happens to be 40 degrees outside, and we have no air con inside. You were violently ill with a tummy bug earlier in the week, so the energy you would usually have to run under the sprinkler outside on a day like today, is non-exsistent. So instead, you lounge. And I lounge with you. Two happy couch potatoes enjoying play-school, with hosts that exude endless energy through song & dance. Energy that we just don't have at the moment, but that will no doubt return given just a little time & a fresh southerly change.