“I’ve been blown a bit off course by this 12 week quarantine thing. Staying at home …”
” I mean … self-isolating is what I do all the time.”
“But I am sorry that my Inktober52 prompts and drawings have become non-existant. As soon as my self-isolated brain gets organised I will tell it to get my blog back in order.”
“But maybe without the Inktober52 prompts!”
“Take care. Keep safe. Keep well.”
Ooh! That looks nice.
“Mum, that’s MY dinner. You no longer eat. You are … non-corporeal.”
Au contraire. I have always been very corporeal, dear, I assure you.
“Mum. That’s not how shadow play works. You have to make the shape with your hand. You can’t just wave the object around. That’s cheating.”
Really dear? Oh I’m sure it’s not proper cheating.
“Sorry. I think this is a bit out of focus. Cripes! Which is how she feels. Yes, I’m back to the brushpen and Queenie.”
