I sometimes think my brain is full of cheese. Not solid cheese but stringy cheese, or occasionally runny cheese. Like when you have some really mature brie which starts to gloop out of the sides. This feeling coincides with when my brain is full of things to do, but cannot connect them in to one coherent list of actions. It happens a lot at present, so many things going on that they all splodge together. What I really need is some kind of device to fashion this cheese in to miniature portions (such as Babybels or those little samplers you can get from Sainsbury’s). I could then mentally eat each one in turn. As it is, I end up wading through the really ripe brie and feeling a bit nauseous before tripping over the stringy stuff and landing in a heap. Mentally and metaphorically though of course.