I do more if I write. It is a statistical fact. On the back of two poems and a 100 word flash fiction entry I filed my tax return and finished a shrug I have been faffing with since Christmas. I have written another 100 Flash Fiction (here, if you're interested) and wonder what it will fire me to do. It should at least get me through the washing up.
I am still baffled by bear. This morning he explained to me that the Class Assembly had been a bit rushed and about a pump that had been painted, weeded, kicked by a bully but when the person built it there was already a spider inside. I have absolutely no idea what he is on about. I have tried Google and all I got was a story about a man setting fire to a gas station as there was a spider in the gas pump. I'll try again tonight.
I need to be very careful. I've switched to drinking cans of diet cola instead of bottles, as it's easier to ration. Entirely by coincidence I found a YouTube video about how to make chain mail from the tabs on cans of pop. I don't need chain mail. I certainly don't need to build up a stash of tabs.
For those interested, or who can't believe that it actually exists, here's the link. There are some wonderful things on the internet - they make me wonder if I'll have time to have a go.