Ode to a Doo

This is very much in the formative, ugly stage of whatever it’s going to be, which is very much what could be said about my entire day today.

I did not get much sleep, and then when I eventually did get off to sleep, I was rudely awakened by a flippin horny wood pigeon telling the postcode about his prowess from the gutter directly above my open bedroom window.

I mean I love my birdies, but ffs.

Bit of a ragged day, but may have turned the corner on the weird hip/leg/knee pain that has been plaguing me for a while. Fingers crossed.

The screaming quine needs a lot more done, but I feel better for having done some scribbling.

Til the morn,

Suzanne

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