Quickie ... another.

Well, the Pope is going to be in town and he wants to see me, and one of my stories is appearing on Bedroom Angels Bedtime Stories (Oh, I'm story of the month winner ... mwah?), one which many of you have probably read before. It is there now, so if you haven't read "Prince Charming", that is where you'll find it.

Now I must don my glasses, slick my hair, tighten my tie and ...



I just have to add to this post, that all around me everyone is winging about winter and crapping on how wonderful it would if summer were here. Well, let me tell you this. Winter is beautiful, the cold is refreshing, it makes me ecstatic, I LOVE IT!!! I love waking up to cold gray mornings, warming up with a cup of coffee, rugging up, bracing myself for crisp air and mizzle dripping off trees and houses. Biting winds trailing off dew, and thunderous looking clouds rolling center stage, and people dashing off, huddling into precipices and cuddling up against blankets or people. Hot mugs of milk, warming wine, wistful wallops of wet testing people's patience, I just love the Winter, love it, love it, love it, and am hoping for a nice long and loving Winter. Summer, humbug, move to the Philippines if it bothers you so much. Gosh. I don't think, apart from a best friend of mine, have I heard anyone really just embracing Winter, bring on Global Warming it would be better to hear them say, or I'm moving to Brazil, off you go. There has been far too much Summer daze anyhow, time for some creative chill.

Rant over and OUT!