The giant cul-de-sac that is 2020 is gasping it’s last wheezy covid filled breaths, slowly melting at the bottom of my beer.
I won’t miss you.
New year does not promise much either but we can hope and hang on through the dark months.
I’ll raise a glass to that.
Best wishes to you all and all the love from a small sketchbook in Wales.
Posted on December 31, 2020, in Uncategorized and tagged covid diary, Drawing, Illustration, pandemic diary, Sketchbook. Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.
Hahahahaha I know that one!
Our house has an open door policy for the bathroom cause either the dog or cat scratches the door if
Hahahaha, you've lost that basket :D
Love this!..
Adorable, as usual. <3
I love it. They are very beautiful and clever birds. It's lovely to see them flying over to me when
Sometimes the friends pick you instead of the other way around. Everyone needs them.
Thank you. I'm trying to be a bit braver and show the drawings that don't usually leave the sketchbo
Doodlemum 
A happier new year to you and your family too!
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Happy 2021 wishes from a small homestead in NZ.
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And a very happy New Year to you too my darling! I hope you have a pleasant evening… that lovely fire certainly looks toasty! All the very best to you, Myles and the children love, and a big hug from me! xxxxxxx
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We have a long way to go to crawl out of this, but we’ll get there. Your posts certainly help brighten my dark Seattle days! Happy New Year to you and yours.
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Happy New Year! Be safe and well! All the best for 2021! 😁 🎉
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The Best wishes for 2021, we will see where it leads us, i do hope… we will be climbing again.
Happy New year!
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