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In solitude the mind gains strength and learns to lean upon itself.

"I'm Stick Man, I'm Stick Man, I'M STICK MAN, that's me!"

Is it solipsistic in here, or is it just me?

There is something odd about this sheep.

It is better to be the hammer than the anvil.

Henry channels the late great Ted Whitten . Well done, Henry. Well done.

Life seems but a quick succession of busy nothings.

Look! He moves like Jagger!

She looked like something that might have occurred to Ibsen in one of his less frivolous moments.

Henry, or Lesley Hornby? YOU decide!

Who questions much, shall learn much, and retain much.

Henry channels the spirit of Jennifer Lopez...

Tut, tut, child! Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it.

"OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!" ... "As soon as I finish this ham and cheese sandwich." In other news, still no sign of Veronica... [Too obscure?]

I always wanted to be an explorer, but - it seemed I was doomed to be nothing more than a very silly person.

Ezra does a mean Betty Boop impression...

Meanings are not determined by situations, but we determine ourselves by the meanings we give to situations.

Ezra channels Marilyn Monroe...

The curious are always in some danger. If you are curious you might never come home.

Dyin' ain't much of a living, boy.

Youth is a quality, not a matter of circumstances.

He just called... ...to say... ...he loves you.

Every bad precedent originated as a justifiable measure.

What has he spotted?

One of the delights known to age, and beyond the grasp of youth, is that of Not Going.

...and now presenting the "unique" comic stylings of Mr Henry McCracken!!!!

It is almost the definition of a gentleman to say that he is one who never inflicts pain.

Here, Ezra and Jen set about re-enacting the entire three years of the Burma campaign in Tasmania’s rainforests. You’ll note Ezra there playing the role of Bill Slim himself, leading from the front!

Man is the only kind of varmint sets his own trap, baits it, then steps in it.

Dare I suggest a hint of Robert Redford circa Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid ?

No one gossips about other people's secret virtues.

Arnold Schwarzenegger in The Terminator Cranky Hanky strides in like a cold-blooded assassin at Risdon Brook Dam.

If you never change your mind, why have one?

There is more than a touch of mop top about cranky Hanky here. I think that this photograph recalls a colourised version of A Hard Day’s Night – minus the collarless suit, of course. The question is, however, which of the loveable Liverpudlians is Henry?

Success is how high you bounce when you hit bottom.

I think that this photo makes Henry look a little like a gunslinger here. He’s got what I like to called “the slight squint of Clint” going on here, and bears a passing resemblance to a young Charles Bronson. That said, if he wants to be a true hero of the Wild West, he’ll need to keep his trap shut. He’s got plenty of the strong about him, but our Henry is not what you’d call the silent type .

One of the lessons of history is that nothing is often a good thing to do and always a clever thing to say.

One thing that great explorers need to develop is a disdainful sneer . Whether faced by a rabid flock of penguins or FM Radio traffic announcers, a good media performer needs an effective pose to inform the world of their innate superiority . This is what Henry is working on here. I am told that he resembles his father here. I do disdain very well. Disdain and disgust.

If you want to be happy, be.

Have you seen that movie The Terminator ? This is kind of like that, only with a toddler...