Soap-boxing was one of my favourite pastimes as a child… and my only audience, my dad, who would sit patiently while I ranted and raved on and on about the state of the world as I perceived it.

Any resemblance of this clay boy/man to Lenin (the bald pate) and Marx (the beard) is purely coincidental. I am one of those individuals who was and still remains a staunch capitalist, with a fondness for all things branded.

And I’m not talking hot irons.

Go on! Let me know what you think.

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