I have a plum!

Well, I told you I had many fingers in many pies and that I’d let you know when I pulled out a plum. I’ve just heard that my poem The Mating Ritual of the Lessor Spotted Dick has been accepted for publication by the magazine Sliptongue. As you can tell by the title it’s rather a silly ditty, but when I tested it out on a few poor souls it did make them giggle. I hope when you read it, you’ll at least be able to crack a smile.

Oh, I must make a new page for my successes, as I am determined to have many more!  How about I call it, Angel’s Plums?

One of my plums...

One of my plums...