If WordPress was really clever, it would allow me to programme in my menstrual cycle and then veto any blog entries written in the days leading up to my period. I think this is my way of telling you to ignore yesterday’s entry.
Today is a year on from the floods. This time a year ago, I was sitting in my manager’s house, eating mushroom soup from a camping stove and wondering where the fuck my boyfriend was and whether I would ever get home again. This year’s gone by too quickly.