I like Scrabble. I like words. I expect that’s why I like the game. I’m having trouble with words at the moment, or perhaps it’s the ideas which are the problem, not the words.
I’m hoping my Project this month will help with appeasing the Guardian of Ideas.
In the manner of leaving a dish of milk and some cookies for the brownies in exchange for doing some small house-work chores during the night, perhaps a teapot and plate of biscuits.