Yee ha! I’m back, baby! I know now how Austin Powers felt when he got his mojo back, so play that funky music, white boy. Or something.
For the first time since I started this blog, I missed a week of publishing. I knew it was going to be challenging, being away for work, but I had plans in place, I thought I had it all under control. I was wrong. Then, to compound matters, I was poleaxed by a virus. Sunday and Monday are a blur of sleep and Lemsip. Even Snovember couldn’t move me. I kept picking up the pen but the words wouldn’t come. I started to wonder if they’d ever come again. Scary.
But, in the same mysterious way it arrived, the bug has left me. I can almost pinpoint the moment I felt like me again. Hallelujah!
And so, a little later than intended, allow me to introduce Andre, a boy with A vivid imagination.
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Thanks once again for reading.
