Hello! I have so many unpublished and now defunct past its sell by date posts clogging up the world's internet data storage. I shall do some digital spring clean because unlike many of you, I don't even have guilt that I haven't spring cleaned nor probably won't declutter like a born again, centre left aligning, 'this year will be my year' divorcee.
But I am saying hello with a rather feeble attempt at a post.
Not that I need to, nor are you bothered, but I find editing on my new laptop really rather tedious. I don't mind apple products but I do find their keyboards so feeble and anaemic. I know some of you might get the old / new Nokia 3310 phone out of a ironic gesture but I may get it in earnest.
I have been in some sort of time vacuum and it is March already. I blame planning - I thought this year I would do what I normally do not do which is to plan. I like spontaneity or so I said while I kept forgetting to plant bulbs or book a concert in the autumn season at the Royal Opera house. It is harder to do things on the spot in London especially as you will inevitably have to queue anyway.
Right - enough of this stream of chatting consciousness.
Please see the Ardmore collection by Cole & Son which I am tempted by. And it has been a few seasons since I was taken by something decor related.
I blame Instagram.
I know you are waiting for a padded out, wordy, sarcastic reason why but I know you know why.
Because I am becoming a middle aged old fart.
I called someone out who, with intent, left dog mess on the streets.
In Britain, that is akin to a political movement few shades down from Brexit.
Have a lovely weekend x
But I am saying hello with a rather feeble attempt at a post.
Not that I need to, nor are you bothered, but I find editing on my new laptop really rather tedious. I don't mind apple products but I do find their keyboards so feeble and anaemic. I know some of you might get the old / new Nokia 3310 phone out of a ironic gesture but I may get it in earnest.
I have been in some sort of time vacuum and it is March already. I blame planning - I thought this year I would do what I normally do not do which is to plan. I like spontaneity or so I said while I kept forgetting to plant bulbs or book a concert in the autumn season at the Royal Opera house. It is harder to do things on the spot in London especially as you will inevitably have to queue anyway.
Right - enough of this stream of chatting consciousness.
Please see the Ardmore collection by Cole & Son which I am tempted by. And it has been a few seasons since I was taken by something decor related.
I blame Instagram.
I know you are waiting for a padded out, wordy, sarcastic reason why but I know you know why.
Because I am becoming a middle aged old fart.
I called someone out who, with intent, left dog mess on the streets.
In Britain, that is akin to a political movement few shades down from Brexit.
Have a lovely weekend x
