A WALK ON MY WILD SIDE.

Very off-putting that as I sit writing (ok, typing) this post, there is a man walking just outside the window on our porch roof. No not a burglar or a Peeping Tom (where did that term come from? Click HERE to find out), he's replacing/repairing the roof tiles that were damaged over the winter. Anyway, whilst blogging about I came across this great post at THE BOOK CHOOK - all about using avators to aid children's writing, I couldn't resist having a play on one of the sites mentioned.

BUILD YOUR WILD SELF was fantastic. You took your basic male/female character and then gave it a bit of a wild twist before adding the background of choice.

I couldn't resist giving myself a lions mane which, the site dutifully informs me, I use to attract mates, a fossa's ears which are apparantly a hunters best friend (all the better to hear you with), used to track down my favourite snack of lemurs and the wings of a monarch butterfly which I can flap five times in one second. Oh and then there's my snout that, though I look like a cat, means I'm actually a relative of the mongoose family (that will be on my mother's side) native to the forests of Madagascar. All of which, as if you didn't know, makes me a LIO-OSSA-MONARCH BUTTERFLY.