Pointless Thoughts From My Feathery Brain-Quill.

Newness

So yeah, here I am all shiny and new, like a pin. A new pin, to boot. But forget about pins for a second, which I know is difficult, and think instead about this new blog of mine.

It dawned on me a while ago that the title of my old blog - Eat The Pith - was an incredibly shit title, and that it had to go. It sounded quite smug, and promised scoops of pith that frankly I didn't have it in me to provide.

But hey! Let's not dwell in the past, for it is another world. Earlier on today, which I suppose is still in the past but at least relatively recent, I played my first game of cricket for 12 months. And my word did I enjoy it. A cloudless, testicle-meltingly hot day spent listening to the earthy thwack of leather on willow is my favourite thing to do in the world, apart from maybe that feeling when you make a cheese and bean toastie and it comes away from the sides without spilling its molten contents everywhere. I have quite a pink face, and can't stop scratching my peeling nose, but it's definitely worth it.

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