In Progress

A couple of weeks ago, I saw this in London: And before you ask: no, this is not the kind of shop I tend to frequent for my fashion choices. To be honest, I put off any purchase for as long as I possibly can. Fashion, somehow, doesn’t work for me. I prefer comfy. Machine

In progress

Bit of a higgledy piggledy day. Started off on the wrong foot, but I got there, in the end. We are all works in progress… Some of you may know that my current project of turning ‘Love in the Time of Cholera’ into a series of blackout poem is in full swing. I’m enjoying the