Sweet dreams


Here’s a frog. Courtesy of pixlr and my Gran’s garden.

I’ve been hearing “sweet dreams” by tori amos in my head for the last few days. I don’t know why.  The lyrics aren’t stunning, or apt, and the backing, although toe-tap-worthy, is not particularly skillful. Maybe it’s because I’ve been sleeping better, or maybe it’s because I’m dreading returning to suboptimal sleep. Who. Knows.

Now for something a little different. How about throwing copper…yup, that just about hits the spot on this sunny Sunday commute through the signalless wilderness of the flatlands that sprawl between the relative civilisation of Norwich and Cambridge.


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