I slept well last night. Even if the rain has made me ill. After hiking across half of Southampton to reach a graveyard and back, I have learnt how wonderfully nasty passers-by can be. If people believe that walking their shitting and pissing dog around a cemetery is perfectly fine (or letting their children drive… Continue reading Moar Filming a Short Film
The following was written by pathwaytomars over at the Flat Flops blog. It’s NaNoWriMo folks and we know what that means! It means a flat full of people (who don’t actually share a flat anymore) are holding each other close as they weep because they now have to an extra 1,667 words a day and… Continue reading NaNo, you poor weeping people with broken fingers (I guess that includes me, don’t it?)
Willow H. Wood 