Going fishing

Leaving Friday, back mid-Feb but thought I'd close down the blog now. Lots to do this week. Am excited. P is in London having a ball, of course. So I'll see you when I get back. Take care everyone.

Gone fishing

Back at the end of the week chickens. Stay safe.

Gone fishing, back later.

What a good week to just fuck off and get away. Stay well all, stay warm you southerners, stay away from politics and stay away from inferior vodka.

Announcement: a bit of a hiatus

I have to focus on other writerly things, plus some paid work, so for now, I'll leave you with this mammoth piece of cuteness and also the promise that there will be '80s diaries regularly posted, as well as me being around in comment boxes.

These pics were just emailed to me from Clokes; apparently they were taken during extreme heat in SA last week. A little koala wandered in to a woman's back porch and she filled a tub of water for him. I don't usually do cute, but these managed to turn me, just this once.

look at himmmmmmm

so cute!

gone fishing*

back later in the week






* not really.