Stray thoughts, tamed.
Thank you for reading my blog. I am walking on a knife's edge, as I agonise over whom to thank first: new followers – of which there have been quite a few, or those who have been reading my posts for years. Suffice to say that my gratitude, like peanut butter on a decent piece... Continue Reading →
I have just realised that I had never blogged this particular poster that I made a while ago, although it did appear on other social media. Imagine I do it in Wellington boots. I will sort out the lack of space after what should be an en-dash soon. ©2019 Allison Wright
That title must have got you going. Far from being sensationalist, that is what I thought about at 4.00 am; the flesh of those lovely new potatoes I ate yesterday for lunch. Yes, the raison d'être of a potato is indeed described as flesh, which left me feeling somewhat disembodied and cold of flesh as... Continue Reading →
That elusive pair of jeans 