When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination — Anthony Browne
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When I was a boy, I was a worrier, and so was my son, Joe. I used to tell him that worrying meant he had an imagination and that one day he'd be pleased.

— Anthony Browne
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