And Fishes Swam

This piece arose from a ditty told to us by our friend Lena as we swapped stories around the dinner table during our superb sojourn in Bedogno, at “Art Holidays in Italy”, in September 2011.

It is a poem for bath-time, written originally for Mathew and now also for Ethan.

Why not print it out, encapsulate it, and stick it on the bathroom wall with Blue Tack?

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