Fairly late last night I had the idea of sending Gds as Mr Bump - if dd had any actual bandages to festoon him with. And lo, she did, so with some blue ‘bruises’ added, off he went.
Entirely appropriate for him - a human hurricane, always bashing himself.
Though TBH he could just have plastered a bit more Weetabix than usual down himself, and gone as Mr Messy.
Gdd had a little Dutch Girl outfit that was a present nearly a year ago, so it is now (ahem) no longer Dutch but mid-European, and with plaited hair she’s gone as Gretel.
Still think it’s time to put a stop, though. So many parents who have to work just don’t have the time or skills to make anything, and buying anything is an unnecessary expense, not to mention a waste of money, and means just more imported (usually polyester) tat to ultimately clutter up landfill.
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic