The Welcome Mat
Welcome to the Scrine House of Boot.
- Ah, the colour!
- The Boots!
- The Secrets!
- The Ladybugs!
- The feeling of being at home.
Glorious thanks, as always, to Keith. For Scrine. For being such a fine individual. And, lastly, for my very own room at Scrine. At this stage, we're still to find a place for the giant number 8 and the bloodied machetes, but what's a home if there's isn't the potential for extensions.
This will be a sporadic playground for my words and observations. There may be spurts of random chaos and quiet weeks of lolling in the sun. There might be posts that last forever, but there will also be - thanks to training from our long lost Goliard - words that disappear without notice.
But, whatever it will be, it will be a place of words.
This is especially helped with the assistance of our local 'eight-armed' librarian. Look, there she is! Just down there on the right of the screen, her arms full of books. Hit the refresh button and she'll find you some more books she loves. Books in space, books right out there, books (taps chest) that live in here. Books, books, books!
Thanks, Keith. And, welcome.