My dear omelettes!
I am mortified for not breaking this silence earlier.
I'm afraid I've been quite ill - my species is subject to a kind of physical type of existential angst (we hide in a cloud of our own ink) - and I really haven't been feeling up to much at all.
To atone for this, I thought I'd share some images of my sojourn in Copenhagen.
My host - and kind portraitist - Mr. D. V. showed me around this Northern capital.
Ladies and gentlemen; The Nyhavn Canal
Don't the pretty colours bring out my eyes?
The tomb of one of the world's greatest storytellers, or so they say.
I rather felt he dealt my species a low blow with that mermaid story.
There I am, struggling to get a cutting for a friend's garden -
Monstera deliciosa must have wonderful fruit...
Benevolent salutations!
O T T O
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