Faber was cancelled again last night due to the snow, so instead, today I’m introducing you to…..

Mr Squiggle

He’s a right nasty bit of work. Made up of all my good words that he kidnaps, then bends into squiggly lines so that they no longer resemble words.

We have conversations where I try to talk to him in clichés, just to irritate him and make him go away…..

It’s not worked 😦

Do you have an idea what your inner critic looks like? And what do you do to silence the nasty little scum bag? 😉