The past, a blast from

Another one of my old notebooks cropped up today, in which I found this! One of my old drawings. The funny thing with me and notebooks when I was a kid was that I was obsessed with them - nothing better than a clean, new exercise book. I often spent pocket money on them from gift shops on holiday. I even got a little excited when we got new ones in school.

The only problem was, the ones at home would have the first few pages filled with stuff... and then I'd get bored and forget about them. Which of course furnishes me with a nice supply of mostly unused notebooks!

I'm getting better from the germ... the doctors was thankfully not necessary, as the bug seems to be clearing on its own.