We’re just over a week into Lockdown here in the UK. Everything is uncertain at the moment.
‘When did the future shift from being a promise to a threat’ – Chuck Palahniuk
As for me, I have penned an initial draft of a dark fiction book similar in format to my latest release, The Gazebo. We’ll see what the beta readers have to say about it, but regardless it (name pending) won’t be released for quite some time yet.
The bicycle is out of action until new parts arrive.
So the dog is making do solely with walks.
When it is not dark and/or raining, this can be a pleasant time of year.
You know how when one thing breaks, everything seems to. The TV remote for the bathroom has packed in. I was familiar with limescale in kettles, but did not know until now that water-based TV remotes suffer from the same affliction. A new one is on the way.
The first mince pies of the season. They won’t be the last.
Anyone else a fan of Moretti?
The surprise visitor frequented my new birdfeeder earlier this week.
It is a great spotted woodpecker.