The Romantic
It's funny where you find friends.
At the Two Oceans last weekend Ben found a friend at the Celtic tent.
The criteria for friend, of course, is that they have something you want and won't put up a fight when you take it.
She had chips, so Ben was in.
Although - as the photo's testify, he did pick her a flower and then proceed to let her smell it (translation: shove it up her nose).
He is a romantic, like his dad.
Scott
1 Comments:
I love the flower-picking move!
love
-m-
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