I see dead knitters.

Chrystalla: We just had a dead person in the shop!
Me: What are you talking about?
Her: This guy came in to do some shopping, and he had some bags in his hands, and he asked me if he could put them behind the counter. And I said “Sure,” and he handed them over. And then he said that he had to make sure not to forget it or lose it, because it was his sister’s ashes, and he’d just picked her up!
Me: YOU’RE. JOKING.
Her: I had a dead person, right in my hands!


Important Note

This site features content going all the way back to 2000. The posts you’ll read reflect my views and writing style at the time. While I have gone back to clean up a few of them, I think it’s important not to sanitise too much. This site is a record of who I am and how I’ve grown. Any blog post written years ago may not reflect who I am today, nor how I would write about the same topic today.