All the great speakers were bad speakers at first.

Here is an angry little bloke trying to get into the storage room at the Geilston Bay Community Centre. Now, yes I am a member of the Board, but I am unsure as to whether that grants access for all of my family to the treasure trove within.

A stickler for process, I've had to yellow card Ez for his transgression, and put him on notice...

Comments

yamini said…

But why can't you let him in? Dear Ez surely doesnt mean any harm to the place. He is just curious like kids are..

I think you should take back that yellow card and the notice and let this cute little bloke to have a peek at the storage room.

4 September 2009 at 21:03

Priyanka Khot said…

hahaaha Curious Case of Ezra McCracken! You yellow carded him, but i am sure u must have had a peep inside urself... do enlighten on what was behind the door. I am curious too.

I love his cheeks. I would absolve him of any crime just for being so so so CUTE!

4 September 2009 at 21:54

Roddy said…

In the beginning there was no language. Then unfortunately we learnt to talk. Have we learnt anything? No! We won't shut up.
I notice that you have something that has grabbed the young Ezras' eye. What might it be? Or is it just the sound of your voice that has attracted his attention?
This kid is so good looking! Don't tell Henry though as I believe he thinks that the looks are all in his department.

4 September 2009 at 22:05

Sarah said…

If you allowed him to go into...,then what would be happen??

5 September 2009 at 03:32

Roddy said…

I have seen behind this door and wasn't all that impressed. However Ezra would probably have a ball. Was he allowed in today at playgroup?

5 September 2009 at 12:48

Kris McCracken said…

Hello all, the main reasons concerns the abundance of SCISSORS in there...

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