“The stuff at school when my Host Body was young was akin to scraping one’s bum region with a handful of gravel, broken glass and thistles, which was not an enjoyable experience…”
Did you ever see the thing I drew for Marital Unit? Toothless and Baymax and whatnot? Here’s a pic… I’m quite proud of that, plus it got me thinking. If you’ve read 12 Days Of Nonsense and Taking Steps (and if you haven’t, shame on you) then you’ll know that Continue Reading
Nearly £50,000 pounds. That’s an amount of money that could do some real good, huh? You know where this is going…
I decided to set that possibly ludicrous target for my Steps fundraising and if you’d like to help out, you can!
Christmas is growing near. No, it’s no good burying your head in the sand and screaming “PLEASE NO! IT’S ONLY NOVEMBER!”. For one thing, I can’t hear what you’re screaming if you bury your head in the sand, but assuming I manage to make out your muffled complaints, you need Continue Reading
Decided to do a 10 minute tippedy tap for National Poetry Day. Ended up with a short poem as introduction to a longer poem. No, I don’t know what I was thinking either. Enjoy! The “roses are red” style of poem Has oft driven me to distraction Being largely factually Continue Reading