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Puppy-dog Tales

Look at the mud all over my floor,
(There were little footprints from his feet to the door).

Little boy mud couldn't see the problem with this,
The idea of more mud was his idea of bliss.

His mother however, the domineering power,
Turned on the hose and gave him a shower.
Something however,
She
had
not
foreseen,
The consequence of making,
little
boys
clean.

Made in Scotland

Bred in Wales, educated in Cornwall and working in England. Living among the cafés, coffee shops and clichés of Christchurch. Plumen light bulbs dangle in pendants above the dining room table, Bertoia diamond chairs are draped in fur throws and a rosewood Eames lounger is home to an owl shaped cushion with button eyes. I’ve operated under the guise of a designer since 2008, dabbling in the ink, pixels and vectors of brand and building between the parentheses of web development.

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