I am not sure what I was drawing here so please don’t ask. Though it’s probably a waterballooncat with water(balloon?)melons now that I think of it. This is what my hands think of when my brain’s not involved, go figure…

I have returned from a land of wonders! It had MOSS and rock pools and sea pools where strange creatures cavorted in the night and it had sheep and ponies and skulls and ALL the weather. It was awesome.

In other, unrelated news, my phone has a rather impressive infection which hasn’t gone away even now I’ve returned it to factory settings.  If you have any recommendations do let me know… Also, if you are expecting communication from me that does not involve email, please do not get your hopes up!

I realise I’m a bit late in reacting to this, but I can’t seem to let it go – the sheer idea of having a beauty pageant for camels, Botox aside, is just so wrong! Of all the animal kingdom, not only do camels certainly care the absolute least about what anyone thinks of them -they’re visibly delighted with themselves just as they are- but they are also the most likely animal to spit on anyone attempting to judge them. And Sources tell me that camel ‘spitting’ is more like throwing up than what we think of as spitting. Just, no.

Flamingos, now. Flamingos would be into pageants! They’d like it!

Though I suppose there would be nothing to Botox.

This is quite a compelling TV programme…