Some spam bot has found my blog and is annoying the heck out of me. And here I was, thinking I was getting two comments every couple of hours.
So comment moderation is now on, about which apologies.
'She's talking to that mirror again, farther?' says Misst Craddock. Father Cradock turns round slowly from the book he is eating and explains that it is just a face she is going through and they're all the same at that age.