Darling girl, sweet lunatic wench whom I love dearly and with a quiet unassuming passion*

I can hear you growling from this end of the country, I can feel the fear of action for fear of concequences. Snap out of it, or next time we meet I shall feed you no sushi.

Here is a hand to hold whilst you run around like a loon accidentally falling into runaway success and making the world a happier place to live in.

Make Stuff Do Stuff.

Also kittens.

*Warning, may contain traces of nut