And on Fridays we shall dance

We lived in New Zealand for several years in the early and mid nineties, and I saw more music there than I ever have or ever will. Something about New Zealand music and the New Zealand sense of humour that I just loved. Also, views of volcanoes. I never got sick of...

That’s that then

I said to the mister the other day, ‘You know, I’m sick of taking up so much of this family’s oxygen. It’s too much, I’m tired of my tiredness dominating everything.’ It’s time, it really is, to move on, to be grateful for...

Not bad thanks, yourself?

So. Collected the author copies of my novel hot off the press on Friday. Author copies. Heh. Boys acted putridly, running around and shouting and showing off and not letting me think. Chucked the shits at boys. They cried. Went home. Burst into tears. Rang the mister....