Cressida

...the Tidal Octopus (by Lauren Fox) has returned to the bottom of my street.

I say 'returned' but I didn't know of her existence last year and this wasn't my street (temporarily absent).

Which reminds me of a conversation I had with a blipper on Saturday. He said he had given up trying to make sense of my life. Please, dear blippers, don't even try. It all makes perfect sense to me and all is well.

Sending love. x