You see, I’m in a quandary, in regards to Aloada Bobbins. I think it may be time to throw in the metaphorical towel but I know that I’ll regret it if I do. However, it’s quite clear to anyway who pays half an ounce of attention to my little site that the posts have dwindled dramatically over recent months.
Bother it and blast. What to do?
A sign to control.
The flag, it hangs,
Limp in the breeze.
Sails on the horizon,
Looking down on a city,
In smog and slumber,
A view blinded,
By beams of sunrise,
Last year, I made a note of every film we’d watched throughout the year and shared them in a post at the end of December. It seemed to be fairly well received and it also helped us review a year through a different medium.
So I decided to do it again. Except this time, due to the entire year being quite a gargantuan task, I intended to compile a post quarterly. And then we got to April…then the end of April…and I realised I’d missed my fraction window!
So instead, here’s the second installment of a trilogy – because every good film comes in threes, right?! (Please don’t start giving me examples of when this hasn’t worked – there are far too many!)
I thought, as it was almost October, that I should get on with the summer reviews, when we enjoyed / endured another 16 films – fairly low by our standards, but I’m blaming the late release of Game of Thrones for it!
If you’d like to see what we were watching in the first third of the year, you can check it out HERE.
Well hello! Firstly, I guess I should address my absence. There’s quite a simple explanation – I’ve simply had nothing to say. Which is most unusual for me!
I mean, I have had things to say and I could have written posts or added to my ongoing Lacunae tale, but my heart’s not been in it, whether that’s down to being busy, tired or just plain lazy. So apologies… *must do better* 😉
So what have I been up to since I last posted? Well, it’s only been a couple of weeks so I’ve not changed the world or anything, but I have visited South Korea. Kind of…
“Nobody loves me, everybody hates me. I think I’m gonna eat worms…“
Lyrics from a song I enjoyed singing as a child, especially the part when you make the slurping noise and suck their juices out!
Of course, I wouldn’t really want to eat worms but you’d be forgiven for thinking the opposite if you were to look in my fridge. You see, for those of you who don’t follow me on Instagram, this is my reality now: housing worms next to the mayonnaise, chasing locusts and telling people that cockroaches aren’t really that bad.
Why? Because I am now the Mother of Dragon. A bearded one!