Episode VII
A period of discovery it was. Summer Blockbusters there were. Rebel directors met a new hope. George, his name was. Yeessss, and the force was strong in him.
I could not teach him, no patience he had. Passion there was, dreams too. Film he made. People left thinking 'good, it is! One-off, it is...' - but said I 'no... there is another...' More films there were. Fans there were. Star Wars Day, it became...
Celebrate, you shall. Toddler Cacher, we asked. "Dinner you eat. Choose, you must." Confused he looked... then, "PIZZA!' he said. Truly wonderful, the mind of a child.
Pizza The Hutt, you must seek it. In the borderlands of Colchester and Essex, it is. On the map, you could look. Red roof, it has...
Hungry bellies you shall bring. 11.30am - good time, it is.
Cheese is the path to the pizza side. Cheese leads to tomato sauce, tomato sauce leads to crust, crust leads to another slice. Once you start down the pizza path, forever it will dominate your destiny. Consume it you will.
Log your intentions. Come, or come not. There is no try. Dress up, you can. Prizes, there will be! Pictures, taken they shall!
