…are hot hot hot, 7°C,
Long arms: I bought a new coat this afternoon. It’s amazing, the cuffs come down to my knuckles. And you know how my knuckles are raw from dragging along the ground. I am not used to things fitting so well. Hope it looks okay ok.
Fired, paper to start it, but then paper became the whole point. I burnt some old school-books dating from 1980. Quadratic equations, stress diagrams using catenary arches and some stuff about monoclaise/feldspars went up the chimney as black shimmering ash; back to where all that carbon came from.Why did I ever keep that stuff (the answer is in putting it in a box then forgetting it was there for ten years).
Spirit of Turpentine 