Truth (fiction is for Monday)

This weekend I took the kids to music school and, using only a Lego samurai sword, picked the lock of a friend’s briefcase.

I drove Kurtzhau over to see his friend, hung out with experimental archaeologists, admired a home-made romanesque arch, and came home with a slab of stone bearing a carved Pictish bull.

I went to Edinburgh castle with my wife and daughter, and listened to the latter explain William Wallace to me.

After tea, I started reading Howard’s Tigers of the Sea to an overtired Kurtzhau who spent the day in the open air.

Now I’m going to tinker with Dungeonographer while preparing a review for Blackgate

Tomorrow I will sit down and write fiction…


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