When I was a wee little bee of six all I wanted for Christmas was the Little Red Riding Hood cape, just like the one in the picture.

Of course I never got it. That beastard Father Christmas must have thought my caprice quite ridiculous and given me something else, something that escapes my memory completely but had I been given the cape I know for sure I would have remembered it till this day.













19/12/07 @ 19:13