Llama

There are days when I hate London. When the rain comes down, the train’s overcrowded, you get abuse from the train staff and an endless litany of traffic attempts to revoke your oxygen privileges. You know: days like that. Then there are the days like today: an...

Burned

Where did February go? It’s been pretty quiet here over the last week. I think this has been because I’ve pretty much been burning the candle at both ends, work and writing colliding somewhere in the middle. Signs I’ve been close to the wall include:...