Tuesday, 22 September 2026

Asparagus

I know nobody will read this, but sometimes when I'm bored and tired, I get myself wrapped up in my frilly pink satin tutu, and luminescent ballet tights and put a giant golden horn on my head, thickly lather day-glo sparkles all over myself, and slide around the soapy wet kitchen floor pretending I'm a magical unicorn, singing Italian Opera tastelessly in Biblical Greek.