Every day, when my children come home from school, I ask them ‘what did you do today?’
The answer is always
‘stuff’
So in the long absence, with a-n beautifying itself (ooh you do look lovely), I have in short, been doing stuff.
Good stuff, bad stuff, mostly irrelevant stuff, but a small bit of stuff that feels like it is finally the real stuff.
So back to long ago. The need for a plan. A proper plan. A grown up plan.
A BIG plan.
