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I am a magical blackhaired baby from Norwegian folklore who is reviled by all but my divinely beautiful sister for my hideous face and my constant goat riding & spoon banging. The day will come however when everyone will know that only I can rid the kingdom of it’s turbulent witches, that I am really a beautiful good witch on a beautiful white horse and that my poetry, drawing, fiction and photography is also worth a look…

Stand by fairyland, while I get it all up and running…

OK, some photography’s now happening in a newborn, only-enough-megapixels-for-cards kind of a way and I’ve wrestled one visual poem into an approximation of it’s actual shape and now have some margin conformist ones up as well. Also some new technology has come into my life – yes, thank you we’re very happy together – so strap yourselves in for the wild ride of better photographic quality and more megapixels! WOO!

Hold me, I feel faint (fans self)…

  • Joined: September 2008

Journal

It is 10.09pm and 35.9 degrees Celsius.

I am trying to find or remember the piece I wrote about it being so hot it was like breathing a brick but I can’t. Instead I think I’ll make up some dough for Indian naan bread and slap it on the walls of my flat where they’ll get crispy on the outside and fluffy on the inside in no time. If this keeps up so will I… / My fellow Melburnians, I ask of you, just how WRONG is…
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