Ok, ok so it’s not actually a lark in the photo. Come on guys, it’s near enough isn’t it. A santa chicken stuck in a tree just has to qualify as using initiative when searching for lark-like photo this morning!
6am and cleaning the kitchen. “Has she lost the plot?” I hear you ask, and I know you’ll be worried about me performing such a abnormal activity at such an ungodly hour. I mean good gracious, with my history with sharp implements etc almost anything is possible. Think of the horrors that the hoover could hold, the mind fairly boggles.
Actually I’ve got my new publishers coming round this morning for a meeting. Eeek, really have you seen this house lately? Writing and photography are just not conducive to a tidy household, the place is a mess. Books, papers, magazines, scrunched up papers, notebooks, bits of notebooks, photo print outs, contact sheets, more notes………
So here I am at the computer, clicking away on the keyboard instead. Get a grip woman. Step away from the keyboard and pick up that hoover. It won’t bite really, there is nothing dangerous in housework – oh really!
Off to be domestic.