government initiative?

Further strange happenings by the bus stop. A pile of dog shit with a small sign sticking out of it: 'Dog Shit'.

Thanks for letting us know.

This morning I expect a short forest of signs stretching down the road.

the jaws that bite

Off sick from work, 7thsyndikate entertains, or frustrates: not sure which. Am I going to be somewhere on the 24th? In a meeting with my boss, I expect. How very, very tiresome.

A ukulele ghost from my past surfaces. Who knew I had a ukulele ghost? I have been pursued for several decades, apparently. Not by the ghost, by the ukulele, silly. Nanny's charm bracelet has a uke on it too. It catches on my jumper.

I keep knitting, and unknitting. I am restless. Send help.

I haz tomatoze*

tomatoes from my gardin
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Please admire my plump little globes.

Percy Thrower would be proud.




*sorry.

no one

Oh, alright then.

Just this once, mind.

your service has been interrupted

I go back to work: it's like all the creative thoughts drain out my ears. Maybe if I was lucky they would stick on the pillow overnight and I could scrape them back up again. Problem is every time another one of those bells go off and I jump up to my feet watching the ticking clock another one gets zapped and then there's nothing, no residue available for a good going over later. It's the treadmill what does it, I realise now. No time for the wistful gaze out of the window, no mindless trips on the bus not needing to get anywhere any time, and certainly no laying on the bed looking at the ceiling until I forgot what I was thinking and start thinking more.