Sent my very mucky son up for a bath when he was about 6 or 7. He came down later telling me he had had it. When I pointed out that he still had dirty hands he explained that he hadn’t washed them. He tells me now that it was many years before he realised how I knew he hadn’t gotten in the bath.
Do you remember Sunday drives?
The land is dry, and the people are ...stupid?
Soops kitchen, a place of reflection, refuge and at times revelry.



