The changing of the clocks heralds the retreat of the grey miasma. We had a fine afternoon in the botanic gardens.

I won’t write much more, as my cold is still fogging my head.

Upcoming in the colonies. Emithery reminders will be sent at some point when I remember they need sent.

Such is vanity.


Hands on your hips, fury in your eyes

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