OR. I’LL SAVE MY VITRIOL, CONSPIRACY THEORIES AND HISSY FITS TIL LATER WHEN IT’S ALL NORMAL AGAIN.

ALERT: This is a very late post but because of being on the road due to having a new kitchen fitted and my house being unfit to live in. I stayed in Richmond first hence going to Hampton Court the following day all was closed in the vicinity so no Ham House etc. Then the hotels all closed so I was kicked out of Z Hotel and finally returned home to chaos and builders dust and god knows what other filth. So from the lockdown I have been piecing my house back together and unpacking and sterilising all my shit and giving it all new order. In other words I’ve been too fucking busy and freaked out to write. Each surface I clean and old things that turn up make me feel, much like the lock in this will pass organically and all will be well. Semi normality has returned so now this old bird will sing again.