Sorry for the hiatus. Got broked up with.

Which I didn’t actually realise for a while, making the situation slightly more embarrassing/painful. Nothing more damaging (to self) than a heady mix of optimism, delusion and razor claw paws. (If you’d like to create this mix at home: just don’t listen to what people say to you when it doesn’t suit you to do so and instead take your cues only from the much talked about organ residing in the left side of your chest).

Update: We no longer like the man that bought the record player – and we now contemplate putting record player in the bin or giving to nice friend at work who wants one. (I’m all talk).

An unfortunate side effect of the ‘broked up’ has been loss of brain function.

But, got out the TCP, plasters applied, lessons learnt – so on we go..