Apologies for the gap in posts. I do generally try to keep up a good flow so followers get their money's worth so to speak. Anyway, by way of explanation...
The last few weeks have been pretty crap at Chez Mills, the one just gone being an especially unpleasant one. I'm currently battling a few dental issues which stem in part from illness as a child and also basically just some rotten luck. That's leaving me grumpy, unfocused and out of sorts generally, coming as it did on the back of a really good dose of man flu. One more week should see me over this batch of unpleasant procedures.
You can add to that the loss of my best little mate Shankly the Cat, whose health took a very sudden turn for the worse and necessitated a very painful decision last Monday. I'm absolutely gutted to say the least and missing my late night painting and TV companion terribly. Here he is making good use of my arm as a pillow, a favourite tactic which prevented me from doing anything but sit still (aka exactly what Shanks wanted to do).
Shanks was in many ways very much like his namesake Bill, former manager and Liverpool FC legend. He was strong willed, dedicated to seeing he plans carried out and not afraid to express himself. For all that he was very sociable, happy to tag along wherever I went and willing to put up with almost anything that didn't infringe on his right to use people as furniture. To sum him up, just like his namesake "he made the people happy". I hope he's found somewhere quiet for an extended kip until I catch him up and normal service can be resumed.
All of this has led to an absolute lack of focus. I've done a million different things, almost all badly. This is the result, the paint table from hell...
Anyway, enough feeling sorry for myself. Normal service is very soon to be resumed I promise.