I only come here for the craik

Now look...

Yes, it’s been a highly charged couple of months that have left the batteries drained.
Yes, things have been left, stranded. But don’t forget, much has also been achieved, I’ve survived and there are still dreams out there...

So today, inspired by a Rubenesque arse drawn in my flat white, I’m trying to kick-start my stalled Blip journal.
I don’t wish to leave the last ten weeks unrecorded, but plan to fill the gaps as and when I can, posting images that hint rather than detail.

I’ve rather lost my enthusiasm for the daily deadline and the right stuff has seemed scarce, so I’m struggling a bit, but here goes...