Where do some ideas go to? Yesterday I walked up the road to Uni, my head filled with an idea for a blog post. I remember that it was something I’d been thinking about for a while without having a firm idea of how to approach it, and as I walked I found my angle. I crafted sentences as I walked in the sun, watching the world as I walked and enjoying the autumn day. No need to write this all down, I thought – it was such a familiar topic that it would be clear to me later.

Then a meeting, and another, and then some news that held my attention for the rest of the day. When I sat down later to write I realised that my idea had gone – it had softly and silently vanished away. Was it a Boojum, or will my Snark return?

Lewis Carroll (author), Henry Holiday (illustrator), Macmillan (publishers), Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons