On my dog-walk, a whole heap of words flew at me, for a completely different story.
Sitting here, after lunch, and staring at an unexpectedly high water bill, another story jumped up, waved about a bit and disappeared from view.
I haven't been able to capture any of these stories, because the words are currently reminiscent of abstract oil paintings with wings.
Three stories, though... If they ever decide to gravitate towards me, I'll be busy.
Anyway, it's the last day of March, the day when previously sane bloggers worry about the A-Z Challenge they're about to undertake. I've done it twice since I started my blog, but April is usually a bad month for me, and I can't always spare the amount of time that it takes. I'll sit back and enjoy everyone else's posts though. Have a great month!