I drove across the country on a really fragmented “must breast feed at every service station” feels-like-36-hour-drive to arrive at some much loved friends’ house who made duck 🤤 then , played some cool Nintendo switch games with children, who were amped off their tits on being up past midnight with new company, drank ONE (1) glass of Prosecco (first drink of covid Christmas), fell asleep and I’ve just been woken up after dreaming extensively about a cockerel in a computer game only to find there is an actual real cockerel having my life next door.
I dont know if anyone has really experienced a wake up like this but I am contemplating the point in cockerels.
