When I was a kid, I took any chance I could to dress up for school fancy dress days. The same went for my job at a large call centre in my twenties. Fancy dress gets announced, I sort a decent costume. Why then, when my kids have things like World Book Day do I feel a sense of dread? These days its more about the easy option, than spending two days of a costume!
This year, Maia’s going as The Diabolical Mister Tiddles.
She had a choice between Batman, Robin, Mister Tiddles, and Slinky Malinkey.
What do you mean she already had those costumes? Shut up.