Have I ever mentioned my enourmous weakness for Scottish accents?

Its probably because of my childhood clarinet teacher, Mrs Badcrumble – who was Scottish and over 800 years old. Why this relates me to be getting aroused by a gaelic brough† I REALLY can't tell you.

But there you have it. 

† not an Italian [...]

I have been quiet for a long time, haven't I?

First it was dating someone. Then it was not dating him any more that was occupying my time.

And now writing is no longer a habit. Work and training are also occupying a lot of my time and attention.

But writing is something [...]