Describes my thoughts. And general world view.
‘I Am a Cameraman’ is the title of a twentieth century poem by Douglas Dunn.
An eggless raspberry bellied bake Twitcher fuel – Kitchen-side of the glass
The rubble bank is exactly that: a peculiar, linear, broken brick and excavated, relocated dirt mound at the top of our garden.
Pumpkats – Rattertats! Hatterchats? Soupcats!
Banana skins actually. And coffee grounds…