Friday, 4 November 2011

Day 6 - 3.55pm

Busy 20 minutes! Tarquin has perked up quite a bit, especially when the rain was heavy, spent a while outside the tent getting very wet with a big grin on his face. Sebastian now seems very popular with a few of our fellow protesters, they are helping him build a little tree house. Jemima has heard rumours of some musical entertainment going on later and has been working on a mime/recital performance...she has chosen a section of a classic poem (below) which she shall repeat while miming the Mongol invasion of Hungary in 1241.
No no limits, we'll reach for the sky
No valley to deep, no mountain too high
No no limits, won't give up the fight
We do what we want and we do it with pride


  1. Sooooooooooooo moving! :-)

    Wouldn't it be good to be on your side
    The grass is always greener over there
    And wouldn't it be good
    If we could live without a care


  2. "No maintain to high"

    Is this an attempt to afflict your received English on to the reader? Splendid idea daaarling but you really need a sic or too (sic). Personally I need a cockatoo (sic).

    Love & squizzes

    A U-F

  3. *massively embarrassed not going to copy and paste again face*