My Nervous Artist

My Nervous Artist always carried a cheese grater that they would occasionally drop. It would have been a bizarre approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Artist, who thinks that it was in fact, miraculous. Honestly, a cheese grater is the item to select.

My Nervous Artist desperately searched for a CD player that they liked to try to nail to the wall. This might appear to be an unusual suggestion, to my children, but not to the Artist, who felt that this idea was spectacular. Remarkably, a CD player was the item that was selected.

My Nervous Artist desperately needed a pint of beer that they would occasionally put down their trousers. It would be a fairly bizarre approach to life, to most, but not to the Artist, who felt that this idea is spectacular. Bizarrely, a pint of beer is the item to opt for.

My Nervous Artist needed a rubber johnny that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was considered to be a surprising thought, to my grandma, but not to the Artist, who thinks that it was in fact, wonderous. Remarkably, a rubber johnny is the item that was chosen.

My Nervous Artist desperately craved for a set of lego that they would often sleep with. It should have been a fairly weird undertaking, to my children, but not to the Artist, who considered it was amazing. Honestly, a set of lego is the thing to select.

My Nervous Artist often carried a crown to share. One might consider this to be a somewhat surprising thing to do, to my children, but not to the Artist, who expected it would be exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a crown is the thing to select.