Hello and welcome to Arseblog from – wait-a-goddamn-minute-this-isn't-my-house! In fairness, it does appear to be the house I went to sleep in, but it's not my house, with my bed, with my things. Tis not unpleasant though, I'm staying with some friends in the wilds of Aberdeenshire. We shall call this place something imaginative and completely original, like The Upside Down. Things are not what they seem. For example, there's a mouse in this house. In fact there are two mice. One is merrily scurrying around in its cage, the other is apparently in a toolbox, in the garage, being an ex-mouse after it contracted some disease that necessitated its demise. Long time readers may know I...
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