And so to work.
Batman's first shift is a "buddy shift", which means going out on a job with a more experienced colleague, though he does have to wear the full get-up, which makes him look as though he's raided the dressing-up box at the Early Learning Centre.
The trousers have eight pockets; nine if you include the one on the leg for scissors (though he originally told me it was for a knife and I believed him). I think he's a bit lost what to put in all eight of them because he went to work with a tin of beans just in case. I'm expecting him home at eleven this evening, but at least if he doesn't show up I'll know he's got something to eat while he waits to be rescued.
He cuts quite a dash in the full garb, though if I really was stuck in a bushfire, I'm not sure I'd feel much better if I saw this fella emerging through the smoke.
Your life in their hands........
3 comments:
Good luck, Batman! The Joker informs me he's going to give you a few weeks' grace before he resumes his mischief making.
~Lou xx
I don't know, they say laughter is the best medicine. If a doctor turned up wearing that outfit in my hour of need I'd laugh, that or I'd think I was hallucinating. It's the hat and goggles that do it.
It reminds me of the little lego men in their bright outfits.
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