Today I will mostly be knitting and eating pigs in blankets and watching Mary Poppins and trying to write something that is not completely meaningless, or perhaps totally meaningless and taking pikkers of my feets with the camera.
Boxing Day, I think I love you.continue reading →
Our first Christmas Tree. Naked but soon to be dressed
‘Like a Christmas tree. So special. Then, bam, it’s on the side of the road. Tinsel still clinging to it. Like a sex crime victim. Underwear inside out. Bound with electrical tape’, Marla Singer in Fight Club.
You’ve got to love that filthy mouth.continue reading →