The #AnimalAlphabets letter this week was G for guinea pig – so I did this quick drawing yesterday. When I was 10 we moved to Suffolk and my marvellous Dad built us a marvellous treehouse out of an old door and a fireguard. I used to take my guinea pig up there with me (very carefully).
Tree houses are the best! We didn’t have one at home (unlikely in London!) but my grandparents used to rent a place in Oxfordshire every summer… And it had goats and a tree house. Best place ever for childhood holidays. Recently came across a photo from back then- turns out the treehouse was only a metre off the ground, not the lofty heights I remembered! Ah, the wonders of perspective. Ps. Your dad sounds fantastic
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