Due to a shortage of time turners, A.O.H.B cannot keep up with indulging you in random bits'n pieces on this blog, as the malign demands of *Année Douze engulf her with an inundation of nasty things called 'outcomes' and 'mid-years'.
So shall we make it a date and meet here in let's say ...35 days from now?
Until then.
*Year Twelve
From: An Ordinary Human Bean
