Dear reader, it’s been a mostly-good week. The shadow of not having had the exciting news I’d hoped I would has slightly cast itself over the last seven days, but fear not! I shall have this news, and it shall be excellent, and we shall all rejoice, or at least I will. In the meantime, I’ve been up to the usual, plus a bit extra.
Dear reader, here is a story for you. It was born out of wanting to entertain and delight a friend, as well as the discussion of fedoras and the strange things I buy when I put together a Sainsbury’s order late at night. Enough nervous prevaricating. Here is a vaguely noir-ish story, with hints of silliness and a good serving of the supernatural.
Dear reader, I appear to have fallen through a wormhole last weekend, which is why I didn’t manage to post last Sunday. Either that or I was somewhat exhausted from a couple of difficult things happening, but I think I prefer the wormhole theory. Moving swiftly on, this week’s entry includes news of driving, writing and mildly terrifying cake. It’s been a tiring, but happy sort of weekend.
Dear reader, happy new year! I believe my 2016 will be full of good and excellent things, as well as some excellent cake. I spent my New Year’s Eve on my sofa, Skyping in to a party in London – this was a lot of fun and made up for the fact I couldn’t get down to London thanks to the local cold.