No pussy-footing around

Been writing the sequel to my memoir. This is how you’ll find me lately, holed up in the house bookended by two furry companions, patiently waiting for me to reach wordcount for the day so they can get fed. I am Crazy Cat Lady!

The sequel documents what happens when I leave home aka the Chinese takeaway for the bright lights of London as a stunningly incompetent 16yr old. As you can tell, it’s going to be another dark humour, cause laughter is always the best medicine.