As a middle aged, middle child, moribund Methodist it was either a midlife crisis or a medium.coma (thanks Ann) I think I chose mildly.

Anyhoo, was excited and woke up the cat to tell her Carlo had just tagged me in a story. When she realised that didn’t involve any additional food inputs she just went back to sleep. Which is fine, I always get more writing done when she’s asleep.

And what middle child doesn’t love permission to be peevish? I’ll see what I can do.