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Coddle Pot

It's where I hang out now. Yup. Departed from the Arse, headed full blast towards a nice, safe commune with like-minded demi-gods. You should pop in and all that. There's less neon green!

No comments here, so you can reach me at the ould email address or by emailing me through Coddle Pot, should you wish to partake in feedback and that kind of carry-on. Be gentle. We've still got that new commune smell - lentils, beancurd, armpits. You know what I'm talking about, County Mayo!