The Carnival is Over

So it is official. This February has been declared the hottest in Dursleyville since 1910 and the most humid since some time in the sixties. Here's hoping that the same is not in store for March. One consolation is that the shortening hours of daylight means there is more time to cool down on the days we do get those sizzling stinkers.

So the freaky Fringe festival is also over and there's about a week left for the giant yuppie arts festival. Spent so much time on such welcome distractions that stuff like squiggling and assorted online courses have been pretty much neglected.

After several Fridays slacking off, I am now back to my regular schedule of day jobs and stuff. So here is hoping that the new month is a chance to wipe the slate clean, divorce those dementors, clear out the cobwebs and get the old grey cells in working order again. One thing the serpent has learned and confirmed beyond all reasonable doubt is that a lack of squiggling drastically reduces my levels of sanity. It's a tried and tested way to let off steam. Maybe it's time to try other tactics such as walking, cycling or some sort of actual exercise.

There's also been lots of juicy gossip in the big bad world out there. Looks like all the freaks have packed their bags and landed over in Canberra. Question Time in Parliament has been as good as any of the strange circus, bizarre burlesque or crazy cabaret shows that had been on offer here for the last month.

Here's hoping for even more entertainment next week. Maybe the Mad Monk will finally get his marching orders.

The Carnival is Over

So it is official. This February has been declared the hottest in Dursleyville since 1910 and the most humid since some time in the sixties. Here's hoping that the same is not in store for March. One consolation is that the shortening hours of daylight means there is more time to cool down on the days we do get those sizzling stinkers.

So the freaky Fringe festival is also over and there's about a week left for the giant yuppie arts festival. Spent so much time on such welcome distractions that stuff like squiggling and assorted online courses have been pretty much neglected.

After several Fridays slacking off, I am now back to my regular schedule of day jobs and stuff. So here is hoping that the new month is a chance to wipe the slate clean, divorce those dementors, clear out the cobwebs and get the old grey cells in working order again. One thing the serpent has learned and confirmed beyond all reasonable doubt is that a lack of squiggling drastically reduces my levels of sanity. It's a tried and tested way to let off steam. Maybe it's time to try other tactics such as walking, cycling or some sort of actual exercise.

There's also been lots of juicy gossip in the big bad world out there. Looks like all the freaks have packed their bags and landed over in Canberra. Question Time in Parliament has been as good as any of the strange circus, bizarre burlesque or crazy cabaret shows that had been on offer here for the last month.

Here's hoping for even more entertainment next week. Maybe the Mad Monk will finally get his marching orders.