“Bewilderingly, there is a comm called "Goth gardening." (How the hell do you do that? Plant only black flowers? Weed out the beds at night? Think depressed thoughts while you water the rows and watch the little saplings grow happily? Plant vegetables in graveyards? Fertilise with the ashes of dead loved ones?)”
...what was with the dream we were just having? You know the one. Where I was in a production of Jesus Christ Superstar with Remus Lupin on a ship with a banana tree, and I was making banana cheesecake.
Silly brain. That makes no sense at all. You know I hate baking.
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