Awww, the last Februaryday.But probably my favourite kind of hug!
So apparently kissing fish are actually fighting but these kissing fish are kissing not fighting, this is why they are called kissing fish and not fighting fish thankyouverymuch.
Also WHY will my scanner not scan colours correctly? They’re deeper in reality than in the above photo, but at least approximately the same; my scanner completely changes them!
Because Wudagast‘s Nurgles broke me and now I think everything he does is cute. Sorry, Wudagast!
Oh, and actual I-mean-it-apologies for my utter inability to draw weaponry!
Hugging someone so that they can better throw up on you… do other mammals do this?!
I am not sure this still counts as a hug.
Further down and it turns into a Heimlichhug.
For those times when you’d really rather nothing existed apart from your pillow. Maybe your blanket. Alright, and a mattress. But that’s it!
So I remembered today about an old bathrobe that I started embroidering an eternity ago, and will be embroidering for many happy decades to come no doubt. As you can see it is not exactly an area I am talented in, and perhaps it was a somewhat ambitious first project, considering the bathrobe is not only large but rather thin with age so I am half stitching and half darning as I go on – but hey, it’s fun!