I will let these thistles represent my stinging wit.
Been taking a few days off after the intensity of November. Like I told Kitty, I got a vry srs post on Moffatt/Doctor Who brewing (lots of disjointed notes on my phone). We’re flying to London tomorrow, then there’s the wedding on Saturday, and then hours in the car to get to Cheltenham on Sunday. But after that I should probably be able to find some time to write it. You have been warned.