Ways of coping living in a tiny town where no one ever/rarely buys/looks at your paintings/drawings.
6. Spend the day listening to things such as this.
Then get a good visitor up to have tea.
Today’s good thing was running into my friend, Alison, whilst I was waiting for my doctor’s appointment.
I invited her to have tea from my tea set later on in the day, and she came into my studio and we drank tea.
When I came back from the disgusting studio kitchen with the tea pot and tea cups, Alison was looking at my laptop.
'What are you looking at it?' I said to her.
'I'm just checking up on what you've been looking at,' she said back to me.
'Why,' I said, 'do you think I've been looking at kiddy porn?'
'Oh,' stop it,' she cried out, 'I love kittens.'
When I met Alison in the surgery this morning she was there to get her ears syringed.
I think the syringe somehow failed to plumb the depths.
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