is a fairly crap pun, but at least gives me something to put in as a title. And an excuse to use this gorgeous Toni Frissell photo. Ahem. This is just a quick and dirty post to say that yay, Portrait of my father as a racing yacht, the Pomfaa poem I wrote about way …
2024 – A year to remember/forget/survive/happen
So here we are again, with the final few hours of the year ticking down. It’s been quite a year. I’m not going to touch on news, current events, politics etc (just take argh as read) – I’ve had to stop listening to roughly half my podcasts for the sake of my emotional wellbeing (you …
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