omg you weren’t home

this envelope was brought to you by the letter E

 

and the numbers O M and G

xo xo

xo xo

from the cat, the dog, the artist and the free-range guinea pigs.

I saw a dead cat on the road.

This envelope has been brought to you by debbie Harman and the usual rushing of life.

rush rush

stop look

rush rush

this mornings most overwrought wrong-turned series

this envelope was probably brought to you by one of the worst mornings for making wrong turns.

I have made wrong turns since but not in such a vehment string. ahhhhjhhhhhhhhhh and I think it all began because i was in a hurry and the moral of the story is never be in a hurry.

It will get you nowhere.

it can be likened to the habit of drawing on envelopes and posting them

no thats not true of course I just love my envelopes. I love them more than the washing up, the wrong turns and the wrong terns and musicals.

Put your hand up if envelopes come first for you too!!

hallelujah brother!

It could be time to admit that I am labelling these posts anyoldhow

this is not an envelope – I think it is the back of Jade’s head

this envelope has been brought to you by a lecture about art

now how do I get to the city . . . .

this envelope has been brought to you by another deadline.

have you noticed that snail don’t seem to have deadlines.

what is a deadline anyway?

my maxim is:

brought to you by someone who is not disappointed.

and also brought to you by the evil  cat whose only expectation is to be fed.

look I’ve worn my shirt inside out again . . . . .

this envelope has been brought to you by misdre3ssing

this envelope has been brought to you by the remembrance of the unusual things that you see each day.

Can you remember one?

it was the usual falaffa . . . .

this envelope was brought to you  by the usual falaffa!!