Giglamps rambles

That's it, it's not "typing" anymore. It's "invoking the keyboard." I will not budge on this. Put a circle of salt around your device of choice, it's time to invoke the keyboard about a variety of things have been occurring recently, as we stubbornly trudge toward the arse end of Summer (I hate this season with a burning passion - give me literally any other time of year or give me death.) Starting with the endeavour to give some love to the front garden because for a while now, I've been at a bit of a loss for what to do with it. For a few weeks in Spring, it looks beautiful with the laburnum, lilac and bluebells in full swing - it's a delightful little fairytale patch of joy and colour during that time but once everything has done blooming, then it spends the rest of the year looking a bit shit. Making a start, I picked up a gargoyle, naturally, and this colourful peacock spinner. The gargoyle looks a bit satanic, so we've just gone ...

It's been a patchy one again but there are more important things afoot, such as this seal who's been on our calendar through March and looks like he's staging some kind of intervention, like the Michael Jordan "Stop it, get some help" meme. It's become a bit of a running joke now; if someone doesn't have their shit together, just sit them down with this deeply concerned-looking harp seal pup. Someone dipping into your posh yogurt without asking? Intervention Seal.  Someone being a dickhead and not respecting your boundaries? Intervention Seal.  Trying to get someone off the smack? Intervention Seal.      That is just a pure Think About Your Life face right there.   Also while on this subject, I picked up this lovely book, second hand for next to nowt and it's a journey - very informative, deeply tragic in places, but to take the edge off, it does contain numerous photos of adorable seals and beautiful arctic scenery. The pinniped brainworms are stro...