"Ooooh! Ow! I've got a paper cut from my cape. Oh. Cape cut… Oh, cupcake. Mmmm, cupcake. Feel the power of my super human cupcake! Don't forget its sidekick, Pink Icing! Extra kick-ass! Cupcake, yeah…. Still cut my finger though."
or click here"Where's the floor? The floor's gone. Oh for fuck's sake, the wardrobe's thrown up."
Karen's notes: Oh. My. God. I could not possibly love "cape cut" more. Such an emotional roller-coaster! Grief, awe, triumph... it's all there.
These are both from the nest-egg. Adam may have talked last night, but if he did, you'll have to hear about it later. This post was pre-scheduled last evening so I could leave the house at a horrifying hour to catch a flight to Belfast.
That second one was from MONTHS ago, on one of my recorder mishap mights, so no audio.
Added later: Here's a graphic provided by Flamboyant Gelatinous Kumquat: