Thursday, 8 January 2026

In the Bleakest Midwinter

Kept hearing rumours about snow but Bristol only got the wind and the rain. No magic, no whimsy, just a bleak midwinter. The days work was fraught with me doing a fair bit of running around. It was our last studio day for a while so I was putting plans into motion for when I wouldn't be around, I know I can rely on myself but gifting the reins to another person never feels right to me. I also can't believe we only have one more day before the weekend. I'm counting down the minutes already, all I want to do is get back to being a Christmas potato.

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