Not Very Good at Sand

Lavender was intrigued by Kobo's stories. She'd read Kobo's letter on the ferry heading into Circular Quay. She found the Art Gallery Of New South Wales in the Domain and went up the steps. Good heavens it was twenty five dollars to go in, and the ticket was timed! She decided not to buy a ticket. She would sneak inside.

All the pictures were hung too high up on the wall. Lavender was disappointed. She went to the Art Gallery Shop and bought some postcards. One was of Two Women Running on the Beach.

She sat down on a seat and wrote to Kobo.

dear aunty kobo (she wrote)

pooh!! all the picassos are too high i'm glad i didn't pay. do you like this postcard??? have a look. it is two women running on the beach. picasso loved the beach he associated it with freedom. i read that on a card. the women are seriously fat they are wearing short white dresses and their breasts have popped out. hee hee aunty kobo that's so funny. they look as if they don't know they look rude. they have long black hair streaming out behind them. they are holding hands together high up in the air. they look so happy aunty kobo why don't you get your new eyes in aunty kobo then we could run along the beach together beside the blue sea and the even bluer sky on sand that looks like concrete. i dont think picasso was very good at sand. what do you think aunty kobo??? i hope you like the postcard.

love from lavender

ps i have bought two more postcards the kiss and dora maar. i will send them to you one by one aunty kobo i bet you will like them

pps do you know why sophie knows the persons similar to the persons that were buried in the cemetery? maybe she is clairvoyant? maybe you are crap at french? hee hee aunty kobo only joking. ooh i sound like ageless sorry aunty koboxxx

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