Oh dear, mea culpa. I haven’t blogged in weeks, and the guilt is piling up into a big heap. I’ve been meaning too, but life got in the way. Kevin and I went walking along the southern section of Offa’s Dyke for a week, which was a break we desperately needed. When I got back, things went a little bit nuts with work, then we had to go to New York, now I’m off to Leeds, and when that’s done, I’ll be off to Cologne. Or is it Berlin? No, I think it’s Berlin in October…

The up side of all this is that I’ve got some new and exciting work on the horizon, (I’m a freelance), which I can’t wait to get in the bag so that I can tell everyone about it. The down side is that I’m going to have even less time to blog now than I did before. I’m going to try to write something every other day, but the posts may end up being a lot shorter than they have been. And maybe more often about cats.

That said, Kev’s in the US for a month and a half from next Wednesday, so I may end up blogging more, just to fill the empty evenings…