Cerificate!

After spending a few hours in town, some of which was spent being all Solid Snake like, peering round corners after almost running into someone Missus and I don't want to run into in New Look and then again on our way to Wilkinson's, we went and fetched Sprog from school.

In her bag was a certificate for "special mention in an assembly", the reason for her receiving this (and a sticker from the head teacher), was a model she had made, I assume this was some tissue paper flowers she'd crafted, which were rather good. Anyhow, upon getting home, we took some pictures of her with the certificate. However these didn't turn out as expected.





As far as I'm aware, our house isn't haunted, nor has anyone managed to sneak up behind her on that last pic.