Crikey! I just opened mine eyes, and lo! I have not updated this since long before Shakespeare wast a boy… You would not believe how terribly tardy the Victorian internet can be. Apologies to my regular readers! Even the little blue ones!.
I am lost in a sea of pseudo-olde-english with only your readership as life preserver, a ticking crocodile, just generally being asleep, dreaming and chancing to anyone unfortunate to cross my path, my day is filled with fluorescent light from the moment my children manage to unlock my bedroom door and use me as a jumping castle to 11pm at which point I fall asleep on the couch. I am looking at rectifying this. it will be fun fun fun till they take my TBird away.
I make a solemn vow I will write something that makes sense soon. Go with God, good friends. Cats if you don’t.
Panorama of the Mountains 