Avast me mateys

Arrr, Blistering barnacles. It be birthday time. Aye. And me parrot concurs.

Jeremy turned eight, and, as usual, Sue created an appropriate cake - a scuttled pirate ship - which was ripped apart and devoured by all the hungry little sea monkeys. And they were all most proud of their skull tattoos too! 

I tried to surrender my booty, like the sign said I should, but no-one wanted it. Argh!
(Be clickin on pictures for bigger versions ...)

The toothless wonder