The part where I talk about a dark, stormy night, in a galaxy far away, and offer you a virtual cup of tea. Maybe bring out my photographs. Daydream. Lapse into verse. You know the sort of thing.Just now and again, when our paths happen to cross. Don't expect frequent updates ...Oh and I don't like spam, except the Monty Python kind. Or trolls, unless they're safely tucked away in the pages of fairytales.