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Fairy Lights make me feel happy.
Little shining bulbs of vunderful colours, which flicker in beats and rhythms.

We ordered pizza in tonight, and the lady at the other end of the telephone asked me, Would I like some garlic bread and some wedges with my order at 1.99 each?

I said yes, even though I didn’t quite know why I did so.

Swirls and swirls of dusty, grey clouds cover the entirety of the sky, blocking all light from the sun, and casting the land with shadows as far as the eye can see.

It has been a depressing day in Sheffield today, incessant rain, and strong gales, and the need to seek that ray of sunlight, of warmth.

Please go away, the dark demons of the sky, and make me feel happy again.

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Such a long time since the last update. I’ve long been back in Sheffield, and have watched the trees around turn from green to a patchwork of red and gold leaves, and now, watching them fall leaf by leaf to the ground, in anticipation for the harsh cold of Winter.

Well, it has been one whirlwind summer for me. Of revelations, of heart wrenching stuff, of skeletons which were hiding in dark musty closets, them revealing themselves to the world in a flurry of evony bones and dried sinews, and of tears and anger and resignation.

All in all, it’s good to be back in dear old Sheffield. Yeah, I miss being around the family, the aunt, the kids, and the dad, and the late night shenanigans, and random prata outings, but it’s good to be back. Physically away from all the horrible things that are now kept hidden at the back of my mind, till it’s time to sweep the thin layer of dust that’s accumulated on them little boxes of “To Be Cleared” and deal with them. Till then, it’s all good.