Wilt

This wilting foliage in the office acts as a good metaphor for a) my brain, b) the band of hardy office attendees and c) the world at large.

My sister described the weather of late as ‘horseshit’. Sounds about right.

My niece’s hair appears to be ginger. This is currently baffling my sister and I as neither my family or my sister’s boyfriend’s family have any ginger-haired members.