A little boy named Burt.

This is Burt. Burt is a little boy from Brighton. He is very shy and rarely looks up from the ground. His Mother buys him twee shirts. The other bigger boys laugh at him. What the bigger boys don't know is that Burt works out his mind everyday. One day Burt will challenge them to a game of wit. He will out wit them and be king of the school.


These are Burts angry hands. On black days his hands rage pink with fury. I bet he could hit the boys hard, but he doesn't agree with violence.


Since beginning writing this blog i'm slowly starting to wonder what goes on in my ginger little brain. Strange things don't you think?

Say goodnight Burt.......he's waving!