Joe and I stagger into the Roaring 20s with a festive gin & tonic and Joe's convoluted theory about octopuses and goats. Then I explain my theory of rotting badger business growth, which leads
Read more...For the past three days, I have sat at my laptop first thing in the morning and cried tears of frustration.Every word I've written has been dragged out of my brain with forceps and no pain relief –
Read more...Some time last year, I wrote briefly about rotting badgers.Because when I see them on the side of the road, I get really sad. But they also made me think about the nature of growth...Because we're constantly
Read more...Post-festive-sludging and I feel like my head is stuffed with roast potatoes.I am struggling to form a coherent thought, let alone write about one.This is extraordinarily vexing to someone who writes
Read more...Within the haze of end-of-year parties and admist the overindulgence of the festive feasting period glows an ember.The glimmer of an idea.The hope that perhaps this year will be different.Maybe this
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