When I'm not writing I love to write about writing. I also like to moan and complain about pretty much everything else. My ramblings are below. No particular order to them; just as they trickle through what I optimistically refer to as my brain.
Sunday, 30 August 2015
A little bit of clean fun
Heathrow airport a few hours ago. Her parents were horrified as the child squealed in delight and played in the upside down fountains
I'll bet there were a few stern words when this wet little bundle of joy crawled into the car.