The Determined Lunatic

The Determined Lunatic always had with them a mug that they liked to sit and look at. It would have been an odd approach to life, to my children, but not to the Lunatic, who thought that the idea was wonderous. Who would have imagined, a mug was the chosen item.

The Determined Lunatic desperately wanted a sack of potatoes that they would sometimes hug. It should have been a peculiar operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Lunatic, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was breathtaking. Remarkably, a sack of potatoes would be the item that was selected.

The Determined Lunatic desperately looked for a can of coke that they liked to demolish. This is certainly a funny thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Lunatic, who feels that the idea was sublime. Honestly, a can of coke is the thing to select.

The Determined Lunatic often carried a pint of beer that they sometimes smash. One might find this to be an odd operation, to me and my children, but not to the Lunatic, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was spectacular. Strangely, a pint of beer is the thing to select.

The Determined Lunatic desperately wanted a painting of a melon that they liked to insert somewhere. One might consider this to be a fairly bizarre exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Lunatic, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was out of this world. Strangely, a painting of a melon was the thing that was chosen.

The Determined Lunatic always had with them a bottle of wine to put on his head. It should have been an extraordinary exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Lunatic, who considered that this idea was exciting. A bottle of wine being the thing selected.