okay, so here’s the deal. I’m 17 going on 18 in a week from now. Mum say to me, “i have an early birthday present for you”
She then hands me a brown paper parcel with THIS in it!
I’m 17, i don’t need a diary. Mum says it will be good for me because i enjoy writing poems every now and then.
and now that i have a job down at the blacksmith she says it will keep me in touch with reality.
Well i guess I’ll see how it goes………..