About

Greetings Reader, whoever you are. Welcome to my stinky, mucky, festering little square of peat. On my Bayou the dirty laundry gets aired and allowed to billow in the sulphuric fumes. Opinions are offered, both odorous and odious. And swampy discourse ensues, threatening to sink into the sump each step of the way.

Trudging through the marshlands I hope to rid myself of the infernal infestation in my brain, to ensure my reality is chronicled and to traverse the deep dark daunting sphere that is the public domain.

Best I get on my wellies.