A little rural drama as related to a friend. It’s a good time to sit down and write to you. We had a leaking Flickmixer in the kitchen for more than three years and no plumber wanted to travel out that far, and the plumbing qualified dairy farmer genuinely had no time because they’re like …
Love Letter to the (Nicer) Doomers
This letter to you all has become somewhat longer than intended, so I have inserted topical music clips to listen to if you’d like a break or for related contemplations anytime. You will need your favourite beverage and a comfortable place to read. (A less rose-tinted sequel to this will be written when I have …