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Leo was a mardy bum. Not always, but when the mood took him, he could sour milk at twenty paces.

The school run was a masterpiece of sulking. He didn’t speak. He didn’t look out the window. When Mrs. Patel at the corner shop said “Good morning, love!” he responded with a noise like a deflating balloon. mardy bum

He scowled at the bird. The bird did not care. Leo was a mardy bum

At school, his best friend, Aisha, slid a chocolate biscuit onto his desk. but when the mood took him