The Nymph texted me a few moments ago. ‘ Five little words that make me far too happy: Tim Burton’s Alice In Wonderland! Eeek!’ I responded with much squeeage. Oh… gods…. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.

Looking down at my arms (which have been truly hideous with excema recently) I observed, “Y’know, I really do heal quickly.” “Oh yes,” replies the Jellicle Cat. “And I’ve worked out why that is.” I nod, assuming he’s going to remark on how, because I’ve had excema my whole life my skin is just used … Read More

Yesterday the fact that the plumber had seen fit to remove all the compostables I had filled my compost bin with had me wandering off gods know where sobbing. I think I quite scared some of the kids playing in the back alley. I think that this gives a pretty good picture as to my … Read More

A boat, beneath a sunny sky, Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July – Children three that nestle near, Eager eye and willing ear, Pleased a simple tale to hear – Long has paled that sunny sky: Echoes fade and memories die: Autumn frosts have slain July. She still haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving … Read More

Woke up this morning and felt, not better exactly but certainly more myself. I’m putting this down to a combination of gardening and reading Joyce Grenfell’s biography. Feeling miserable is probably something pretty inevitable when it comes to having been unemployed for this long – it’s been pointed out that I’ve been employed since I … Read More