Just in case The Chain doesn’t surface later today, here’s my excuse.
It was my mate Ferg’s 40th birthday drink-a-thon last night. And today, I am feeling considerably older than that. When I was a younger man, hangovers were no problem. I’m not sure when that stopped being the case.
If the bacon and egg sarnie I’m currently mustering up the energy to create doesn’t sort me out, then I think that’s me done for the day.
There may be another post later today, but it will be waaaay shorter than The Chain, which just seems too daunting a task right now (although having listened to all of the suggestions yesterday, when I do write it, it’s a belter).
So, this seems, y’know, appropriate:
More soon. Possibly.