My thesis will be finished very, very soon. In the meantime, here’s a squirrel.
NTS charred some bread the other day, and instead of letting it sit, smoking, in the kitchen, thoughtfully used it to decorate the lawn instead. Apparently someone doesn’t mind a few (thoroughly) burnt edges.
Festival season is in full swing here in Edinburgh, but despite the unnatural crowds, the fireworks every night, and the music that never stops, I have yet to throttle so much as a single mime.