Ahoy friends, ahoy and greetings from the temporarily rainy city of Manchester!
Those of you in the UK might not have noticed, because it hasn’t been mentioned too much, but it’s been pretty ruddy hot in recent weeks. I’m developing a potentially unhealthy dependency on my bedside fan and Vulpe has been taking refuge in the more shady spots of the garden on account of her abundance of fluff (which seems to regenerate at a phenomenal rate so much so I have made purchase of some RUBBER MITTS which are also v handy for soft furnishings o lord when did I get so old).
Anyhoo. Life has been happening once again, as it tends to do. I mentioned in my last post that my dear Nana passed away at the beginning of May, and around the same time -and a little since- I was coping with some intense stresses at work, and grappling with the last taught module of my distance-learning master’s degree. I guess you could say that my resilience of late has been preeeetty feeble, and it’s been rather like treading water for a while.