Here we are, together again.
My Instagram likes. This is basically what the inside of my head looks like: #dogsdogsdogs
Mum just watered these primroses with cider. She cidered them. If you listen closely you can just make out the sound of tiny little dranken hiccups. Adorable. 🌼 (at Mum’s)
The respite nurse is with mum for a couple of hours. Respite for me apparently means half a pint of Fickleshole ale and a cup of wasabi nuts. Yay respite! (at The White Bear)
One litre of cucumber-infused vodka. Because reasons.
maybe aliens don’t talk to us because we’re creepy. i mean we send them weird mix tapes and we keep trying to find out where they live
THE ANTLERS // New Music Tease
The Antlers twitter feed dropped a link to this little nugget of ambient sounds and organ drones. Surely, it’s a mysterious little tease of sounds from the forthcoming new album. Check it out, and try to imagine where this atmospheric mood piece will lead the album.
New Antlers album. So. Damn. Excited.
🎶 I’m gonna party like it’s ma birthday, I’m gon’ sip Mimosa like it’s ma birthday… 🎶 Because it is! #birthdaymimosasinbed
Lifehack: when watching
The Road, stop at the part after they find the bomb shelter. It makes it a really nice movie about hope and comfort and such.
Everything is changing.
It’s my last day at work. This will be my last photo of the duck pond at Falmer Village, the last day of goose-wrangling. The geese say ‘bye.
See ya, Sussex University. You’ve been good to me.
I’ll be caring for my mum full-time from now on during these, the last weeks of her life. I’m scared, you guys. But I also feel positive about the future.
All will be well.
Everything is changing. It always does.
I just read Advice for Strays. Thank you? You made me cry. Well done. I had to read it slowly because it gave me too many feels to read quickly.
Thank you so much for buying and reading my novel and getting in touch.
This message makes me so happy. I’m all about the feels. All of them.
All of the feels.