It Doesn't Begin With The Letter 'C'.

Guess what I made today.


10 points up for grabs.

FEVER! I'm on fire.

Weirdos casting shadows with their satellite dishes.
Chased by the Doppler effect on the church bell, Misses

the beat.

When they meet, will we?

When I Grow Up

I want one of these.


I've always said that I want a fireman's pole in my house, but this would possibly do as a compromise.

Auntie Bertha's Chutney.

I don't know what she puts in it, but it's like a lead weight.
It fell out of the cupboard and smashed the bowl of custard I was preparing.

That was going to be mighty-fine custard too.

Cinnamon and burnt orange sugar was used in making it. Probably the best custard ever made, in fact.

We'll never know now.
Thanks, Auntie Bertha.

Adjacent

I am the SINE WAVE.
Carrying all your data.

Tangentially.

Neigh

The horses on the moors are very friendly.
A few of them came over for a chat.


One was particularly interested in my van.