NOTHING to do with this post whatsoever but carrying on from the previous entry I stumbled upon this photo taken about 9 years ago of the car multi-tasking in France. Old BMWs do have their uses. Bless her.
Words – coming easily?
Just heard a song being played on the radio the first line of which, and incidentally is the title of the song, goes as follows: (pling) Words (pling pling pling) don’t come easy, to me… etc., etc.,.
Every writer’s worse nightmare I imagine and I can’t help but find myself cringing cowardly which has nothing to do with my drinking 100ml of fresh cabbage juice. Disgusting! Even with my commendable effort of trying to disguise the taste by mixing it with the juice of freshly-pulped apples. The bit in me that is German is not a fan of cabbage at least not in this way. My German-born father never ate sauerkraut. In fact, I do believe, like me he thought sauerkraut was a grumpy German. Anyway! Hello, my dears, and sincerely sorry I’m a day late with my own words as I had (and still do) every intention of doing a weekly blog, however, I got caught up in my latest creative adventure. I won’t say too much at this point in case it all goes pear-shaped. So, if I don’t mention it again you can draw your own conclusions and quite possibly will be spot on.
Until next time. Don’t forget your thermals it is freezing out. Expect snow anytime now. In fact, there’s a spot on the window, hang on, no, it’s a bird dropping… and why are these spaces so big in between my paragraphs! Oh, wonderful. Something else I have to figure out.