The Pennywhistle is a metaphor
In all the excitement of getting our eldest’s A level results and confirming her place at university (and immediately getting to work trying to find her somewhere to live, because the halls of residence were already full) I forgot to mention that I was guesting on Jessica Freely’s website today.
In which I am – as usual – contrary on the subject of cliches. That is, I am often contrary, and this time I’m being so about cliches. Note to self: champagne is detrimental to coherence (but possibly worth it.)
Do come and visit me over there, and possibly win a copy of Bomber’s Moon