From the Igloo

So the central heating has died. Kicked the bucket, breathed its last, given up the ghost, had it, popped its clogs, ceased to be: stopped. I add these words and phrases not for your entertainment, but to emphasise the grim finality of the situation with which I find myself encumbered. Basically, it is cold at [...]

Think Fluffy Pink Thoughts

I could hardly get out the front door this morning because of all the Valentine’s cards, cheesy gifts, single red roses and tacky teddy bears piled up on the mat. I wish people would stop sending me such foolish, heartfelt, unrestrained expressions of their love and affection. It just becomes overwhelming, to be honest.
*sigh*
A Valentine’s Day Poem [...]