Well it’s that time of year again.. a tale of lovely madness, people swooning and fucking and clucking like fluffy ducks… and I’ve been cleaning carpets. How romantic is that ? I love the solstices, all of them, and I always make sure I do no work and reject the middle-eastern import religions. Pagan I am, pagan I shall blessed be. Here’s to the next six months – may we all be healthy, wealthy and wise.
