Nappies, inspiration, epiphanies and random trains of though
It's rather bizarre where you can find inspiration and finally get out of that writing slump, one which I've been in for nearly 6 months! On my way to the kitchen, plodding down the stairs in my aubergine M&S slippers (I'd wear them all day if I could plus my white robe), I had a half dressed baby in one arm, baby gros, jogging bottoms and towel covered in yellow, toxic and possibly glowing baby poo under the other. A nappy sack with one of the most vile yellow nappy disasters known to man dangling from one of my free hands was the new accessory of the moment. That's when it hit me! If I stock piled nappies that were quite of this ferocity then I could ship them to South Africa where they could use them, along with all the other rubbish generated, to produce an extremely potent methane gas to help generate electricity. Shedding a load to shed the load shedding, so to speak. That was my one and only 'wow' moment of thinking during the day so far. Poss...