Saturday, 26 August 2017


No time for blog posts today; it’s been all about gardening, sorting out phone line problems and doing the mentoring thing again. What right do I have to be a mentor when I don’t know anything? Or is that a qualification? Moot point, but whatever the answer, I seem to spend an awful lot of hours doing it.

All I really want to do is write nonsense to the anonymous and inscrutable maw of the internet, commune with the wildlife, revel in the innocence of snails, and feel mildly mesmerised by the sight of Titania’s handmaidens gorging on the nectar in the sweet pea flowers at twilight. Isn’t that role enough?

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