Chapter 6
Larry got his mate to come and look at my pictures, the one with the gallery up by Midsummer Common. His name’s Toby, like the jugs my great-grandma used to collect. My mum’s got them now. They’re a bit funny-looking. They’re painted to look like people, and they’re shaped like that, too, but they’re all really fat guys with old-fashioned hats on, a bit like Captain Jack Sparrow in Pirates of the Caribbean. I like those films. I think Will Turner looks a bit like Larry, though when I told Larry that, he burst out laughing and said something about love being blind.
Toby’s a bit funny-looking, too, but in a different way to the jugs. He’s got the biggest nose I ever saw. I kept staring at it without meaning to, but I don’t think he noticed. Toby said he reckoned he could put some
