Where is my Wacom pen?

I can’t find it anywhere… since moving into our flat, for reasons I won’t disgust bore you with, my girlfriend and I have had to completely pack and unpack three times. I’m just realising stuff that’s been lost in the upheaval…

Guess I’ll have to draw with a mouse from now on.

Flatirons #8 and #9

In the throbbing heart of London’s West End, Rapunzel sits in a lonely tower above an opticians. The young suitors approach the castle but are too short-sighted to see her. And when they leave, they take one look at her and all they see is the logistical nightmare of going out with a girl who has to push her hair around in a wheelbarrow.

Oh yeah, and here’s a pub in Hackney.

Biccies

I made these biscuits for my girlfriend (and me) for Valentines. They’re organic, and made from spelt, which Wikipedia tells me is a hexaploid relative of wheat. Lovely.

Salt and pepper optional.

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