My Family Tree Is Full Of Nuts!
Or rather, maybe I am nuts. There must be a reason they called me Nutty. I asked Mummy how I got my name and she told me this. “We were on our way home. I held you in your box and you were being a little crazy. Trying to popcorn in your box when you should have been terrified. At a set of traffic light we stopped and a lorry stopped beside us. It was a lorry for nutella chocolate spread. As I love it I said we should call you Nutella, especially as you were a nut brown anyway. Everyone said Nutella was too girly so I chamged it to Nutty as you were being kind of . . . Well, Nutty!”
With a name like that, and a personality like mine, is it any wonder that I have had some very strange pigtures taken of me recently? From Serious Nutty to Normal Nutty to Naught Nutty. These are some of my recent pics.