#churning out the ideas like a mincer
It’s Easter Sunday and I’ve got the house empty but for me and the cat. I’ve had an chocolate egg, a few real ones, and I’ve decided that, as my work backlog has (miraculously) cleared, I’m going to spend the whole night writing for you.
The stars have formed a wonky approximation of a line, I’ve got Mr.Gnome on the speakers, a dwindling supply of pictures to use, and a store of ideas that I’ve been too busy to write about. Let’s hope I don’t run out of steam.
Wish me luck, boys and girls,
C
