Panics quietly stage left…

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

It is that time of year. The time when my bedroom starts to ressemble a theatrical costume department, the days suddenly start racing by far too quickly and The Day approaches with panic-inducing velocity.

Not that I am starting to panic, mind you… I’ve been doing that quietly for a while already…even though I know it to be unneccessary. It is more of a habit…and something I feel I should do, rather than anything I know I need to do. In fact, the energy wasted on panicking would be of far more use rummaging under the bed in the remnants of the house move, going through the still-packed costumes, robes and accoutrements to find the things we are going to need for this year’s annual workshop.

Which is in less than three weeks…

There are parcels winging their way from all over the place, converging on my doorstep. Words still…

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