The Curse of Nurgle, Reviews And Other Things

Last week I was struck down by the curse of Nurgle, a daemonic plague which resulted in me wheezing and gurgling and my voice becoming considerably deeper and huskier. I’ve been scaring people round the house by sounding like a Scottish Darth Vader. The end result of all this was that not much got done. […]

The Day of Rest

First up apologies to the people who commented yesterday but whose comments did not get moderated till today. This happened because I take Sundays off. I don’t touch my computer unless it’s a real work emergency and the only writing I do is with a pen and paper. I don’t go near a screen unless […]