I used to go to an art class where we had clay and other materials as well as paint. I had some kind of obsession with cannibals and tribes which made shrunken heads - not sure where I found out about them. I made a shrunken head from clay, painted and decorated it with stuck on hair! The art teacher didn’t react in any way and I must have grown out of this strange phase.
Yet Another Scam In The Name of Santander
What to do with immigrants? - ask Shakespeare
Reducing contact because my heart just isn't in it.
"Old fashioned" expressions that young people have never heard.





