Autumn has arrived and keeps inviting summer back onto the stage for another bow and enthusiastic applause. My thoughts are turning to putting the garden to bed for winter and revving up for draft 2 of my big writing project; editing workshops await (yay!)
We moseyed with friends in Glasgow at the weekend, lightly hungover and wondering what aliens would make of museums. Subjectivity’s a theme I keep coming back to when considering what’s gross or what’s fascinating, necessary or enlightening.
I’ve thoroughly enjoyed my milestone birthday. Nothing to fear here, at forty.
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