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How many handfuls of mush today? On a good day it’s 13, on a bad day it’s more like 79. Shall we build you out of cardboard? Shall we build you out of tin cans? Maybe tin cans would be more sustainable. Last time the cardboard got wet.

You are no less than 130 perfectly aligned tin cans. We’re happy, we’re feeling good. You clank a little as we walk down the street but people don’t stare, much.

It’s Monday and I come and see you. Anxiety grips me as I wonder how your structure is holding up. I walk through the door to see a sea of cans strewn across the floor. 79 handfuls of mush today. My heart sinks. I gather you up, carefully placing one can on top of the other. It’s ok! I say as I cradle you, knowing that’s it is definitely anything other than ok.

But we agree, as long as we’ve got each other we’ll be ok. Right?

And as we lie there lying… to each other and to ourselves I think… maybe next time… I’ll build you out of oak.