I like custard, and I like sausages. But not together. There's nothing in that other than what it says. I just thought I would share that with you.
I'm drained today. It could be due to walking all over the city yesterday, but I don't think so. I'm wondering if it isn't just a reaction to finally seeing the manifestation of the latest work. I was on a high - I still am - but like an overexcited kid at christmas, I'm about to fall asleep face-down in my pudding.