His Square Artist

His Square Artist desperately searched for a pint of cider to worship. It might be a fairly strange exercise, to my children, but not to the Artist, who thinks that this idea is awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a pint of cider was the chosen item.

His Square Artist carried a pint of cider that they would sometimes put down their trousers. This seems to be an extraordinary thing to do, to many, but not to the Artist, who felt it was magnificent. Remarkably, a pint of cider being the item opted for.

His Square Artist desperately needed a teapot that they would often smash. It would have been a fairly different operation, to my grandma, but not to the Artist, who expected it was the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a teapot being the item selected.

His Square Artist had a Harry Potter wand to put on his head. It should have been a fairly curious approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was amazing. Strangely, a Harry Potter wand is the item that was chosen.

His Square Artist desperately looked for a pen that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. One might find this to be an original operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who feels it was miraculous. Bizarrely, a pen would be the item that was selected.

His Square Artist owned a pint of cider that they would sometimes sleep with. One might say this is a surprising idea, to my children, but not to the Artist, who had decided that this idea is out of this world. Remarkably, a pint of cider was the thing that was opted for.