Mad Iguana

You washed him? Oh lordy. You poor thing.

Doing a bit. Not so much as I should, but I’m on chapter 7 of Draft 1 of AsYetUntitledStory, so that’s something. In the middle of a weirdly non-sexy sexy scene, or a weirdly sexy non-sexy scene. Either way, it’s something new.

How’s about you?

Cats have long memories, but they’re fickle. I’m sure you can buy back its affection somehow.

Cracking stuff. There ye go.
There’s a few jelly babies in a bowl (note, not really a bowl, just a half-full bag, but let’s pretend this is posh) on the table (not really a table, just a stool beside the computer desk) too.
What’s the craic, WB?

Afraid I won’t have the time to get involved, Ath. But good luck to ye all.

Evenin’. I’ve just found that I can’t access this forum from work, where I could access the Cloud, but hey ho, such is life.
Congrats on the great news Philippa. Not the snail thing, that’s pretty horrible. But the book stuff. That’s all great.
I’ve got a lovely bottle of red wine here, if anyone’s around and fancies a glass.

That’s great Daeds!! Well done, you!

Evenin’ Philippa. Nice to see you. Pull up a seat and have a cuppa.