Synthtember 2026 #9 “Ned”

11:30am

Getting up today the zip on my favourite – pretty much my only decent – pair of corduroy pants broke. Thus, such small events, microscopic, nay quantum level, in the scope of the vast swathe of creation and cosmos, completely fuck up my day, or rather fuck up my state of mind for the day.

Under normal circumstances I'd go outside and do some taxing physical work, but the lawnmower is broken and I'm too physically unwell to use the the brush cutter at the moment.

Can I turn this day around? Tune in later for the scintillatingly exciting conclusion to this thrillingly terrifying cliffhanger, the answer to which is utterly vital to the very philosophical being and core of humanity.

4:05pm

So, I hear that Monty Don is retiring from Gardeners' World. I'll miss Longmeadow.

Synthtember 09

“Ned” by jlmxv.