My head’s been pretty full just lately. I’ve grappled with the biological uncertainty of pruning some very convoluted apple trees, tried to work out the best way to stretch a few more years out of my decrepit compost bins, argued with myself about the wisdom of renewing the raised beds (or not), poked and prodded my two rotation plans (oh yes, the tunnel has one too), continued work on the plan for my next book, said goodbye to an old friend who’s emigrating to Australia, and got far too fond of playing on the Wii late at night, when everyone else has gone to bed.
So what did I dream of last night? That’s right, smuggling socks through the Black Gate into the Land of Shadow. Not just any socks, mind you: these were day-glo green and screaming pink. Apparently the colours drive orcs mental.
Now what does that say about me?
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What does that say about you? It says the Wii that you think you are playing is really playing you (or you've read one too many bed time stories to those lads of yours).
Day-glo pink? I stand in awe.
I thought I had strange dreams
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