This little chap, about an inch long, has been running round the bedroom lately. I managed to photograph him high up on the wall. (Yes, the wall really is stippled like that and takes your knuckles off if you tuck a sheet in carelessly.)
Long ago when the kids were young, we had a resident gecko who walked along the edge of the Constable print every night. We called him George.
My daughter DD drew a picture of him and tried to write his name. As she was only 4 or 5 years old, she wrote George as Gogic.
Forever after, we call all geckos Gogic – of course!
Here’s another photo of the latest little Gogic.
Gogic the Gecko 2
He was watching me very carefully, and as soon as I stopped snapping pictures of him, he scarpered.
Old Mr Spaghetti Legs doesn’t look so hot when asleep! But I love him to bits anyway, and I think the feeling is mutual – certainly when I have a treat in my hand!
I don’t ‘do’ Valentine’s Day and consider it a commercial money-making racket. If you love someone you don’t need to spend extortionate amounts of money on one particular day to prove it! And there are many very eloquent posts out there in WP land if you want to read more.
However, why not listen to a rather different Valentine’s Day song –