sheldrake

I'm sorry, i can't type properly on this tiny keyboard. i'm sticking to lower case because trying to negotiate the shift key just prolongs the torture.

anyway, thought you might like to know i've cheered up now, which is nice. sitting at my mum's house, looking after the dinner while she does the christmas morning service. her kitchen is like a barren wasteland. three million types of tea and half a wooden spoon. the garden is full of blue tits, flitting around the feeders hanging on the old eucalyptus. a grey day, the odd patch of snow still here and there. listening to woman's hour.

have a lovely day, everyone. :)