And so, I’m writing this week, actually in the zone. All of a sudden, Isla appears next to me, fanning me with a towel. ‘Thank you, I said. ‘But what are you doing?’ ‘Writers need fresh air,’ she said. She’s not wrong. Hi. It would seem I’ve taken a blogging break. For no good reason, by the way. I’m back. There was that week I put my back out, also for no good reason. I twisted myself, and for a…
‘I only give Purple Monkey to people I love. So here.’ Isla shoved the aptly-named purple monkey in my face. This recentish favorite creature was rescued from an otherwise depressing trip a safari park, back when Pokemon Go was still a thing. Purple Monkey follows Isla wherever she goes, every second Tuesday. I felt quite special when Isla decided I could take PM to The Bloggers Bash. We’d been at Dad’s for a barbecue. With no marshmallows. Made no sense,…
I kinda hate talking on the phone. But I have this one friend who I’d like see every day, and we actually phone each other, on actual phones, something like once a month. My Lobsister Emma deserves her own post (*waves*), but for now I shall use our recent conversation as a prologue, if you will, to today’s post. Emma: So, what are you guys up to just now? Me: Oh, just looking forward to the Twin Peaks UK Fest…
