The Dean Park
There’s this walk that I go every day, and every day I walk past the same man.
After a few weeks of seeing him, he began smiling at me, and after a little longer, he was like, ‘Hiya’.
But just the other day he said, ‘Aw ye awright, how are you?’
So, I had to abandon that walk, because it seemed like I was making a pal.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me, people are so lovely, so friendly and welcoming, but I’m genuinely terrified of you all.
My brand new walk, however, was great fun, it provided me with the inspiration for this painting.