It feels so good to have my own newsletter

Have you met my girl, Apple Farmer Annie?

I’m pottering through this day and having just the most delightful time and I thought I’d talk you through it. Make yourself a cup of tea but lower your expectations. There’s no recommendation I’ll be able to tack on the end as a “value add”, so don’t wait for that. Let’s just get into it. It’s the Substack equivalent of Selling Sunset; you can go into a trance until you get to the end of it and then wonder what it was all about. Soothing, though.

These days don’t come often, but I’ve just finished a freelance job so I have at least 48 hours of faffing to enjoy before I start panicking about money again. Let’s bleed ’em dry.