Here is my little Catherine Ernshaw as Sister Wolf called her when she previewed it.
And yes I can imagine Bratty at the window yelling at me; except she would be demanding to go to McDonalds and Sandycove for a wild and windy walk along the seafront.
Forgive the blogging hi-jack; my brainy son knows the password to blogger and got in yesterday morning to post on my blog instead of his. Will have to change it now. If you enjoyed my "Guest Blogger" go directly to Boo's Blog . He types what he has learned phonetically off the myriad DVDs that he watches, so enjoy.
But back to my little singing princess...