Getting my sisters dollys somewhere to live!
He noticed her as he bumped a street performer juggling swords (it’s OK I think the juggler lived) . Baffled by her je ne sais quoi , he, with that overpowering breath he is known to have, bent down to one knee and started reciting bad poetry to her. The snare was set and she had no escape, she was caught like a deer looking into the headlights of his love .So when my sister asked for dollhouses I got the hammer out and built it!