A BIRD IN THE HAND
Any one out there?
It's every so dusty round here.
Mice have got in the biscuit tin, there are no tea bags left and the milk has turned into a new and interesting life form.
6 months is a long time to be away.
I never meant to go away for so long.
But inspiration got up and left.
Life became a long hard slog.
Writing became an impossibility.
I have been waiting to see how long it would go on.
To see if I wanted to come back.
Turns out I do.
As I type I can feel the old spirit returning.
There are things happening here in Flaming Nora land.
Big things, exciting things.
Things I shall tell you about soon.
In the meantime here is a picture of some very special kissing birds.
They are what I am going to be telling you all about when I have finished cleaning up round here.
I'm off to open the windows, run the feather duster round and plump up the cushions.
I would love it if you come back to say hello.
Much love to one and all