Our son, the Artist

There are some things in life that make you feel as proud as a peacock spreading it’s wings in a wingless shelter for peacocks. Along with a hatred for Bon Jovi, the only other thing that we can hope to teach little Dill Y is to embrace his sense of humour and never let it go. Imagine our sense of overwhelming contentment when he came in with his first real contribution to It’s good to mock: