It’s the end of my world as I know it

…because this bag contains a two-room, 6 sleeper tent. Adam has decreed that we will begin camping. As a family. Outdoors. With the mosquitos. I am thrilled. Obviously.

Elsewhere today

I went to the Overload Poetry Festival Slam Final on Friday. Come see how it went.

Filtering through unfiltered thoughts

Those of you who’ve had a migraine before might be familiar with the residual feelings and emotions that linger on after the pain subsides. Or at least they do with me. It feels like my brain is a computer that has had all its data files corrupted and there’s a petulant IT man with a…