Been a woolly few days, some heady highs and some way down lows - all part of the rich travesty, sorry – tapestry, of my existence. If you were to plot a graph it would certainly be a largely downward trajectory with a little rally here and there.
Still, a jaunt to “the Madrid” is on the cards so that’s always a tonic. Tonight my spirit has shot the craw to Stockholm and the Razziathon that is underway as I tap.
The weekend will bring much blogging maybe, or at least a little. I have flyers for Eric and Amy to guillotine tonight. It’ll be like going to the gym.
