Breasts dangle from the door lintel. Hair explodes from the walls. I can buy a hatchet to embed in my head and a polyfoam carrot disguise.
The assistant is harrassed. A small cross boy needs to be a Gruffalo. A small cross girl insists on the BFG. And, cramming the fancy dress shop, is a multitude of stressed parents, all cursing World Book Day.
I take fright at the frenzy and I hasten home. I can't craft and I can't sew but, armed with three J cloths and a paper doily, I shall magic my doubting daughter to Alice's Wonderland.
This is an entry for the 100 Word Challenge on the theme of 'A Leap of Faith' at Julia's Place