Is that what I am? I'm glad someone else said it ... I've wondered for a long time now, but felt that it would be rather arrogant to attribute it to myself, Also, I've never been entirely sure what it was (I don't have even a school level Maths qualification!) But, if you say I am, that settles it — if a wiser man than I says I'm a polymath then a polymath I am.

Old enough to be your youngest son, born out of wedlock when you should really have been old enough to know better, but we never really are, because the heart wants what it wants and, in the heady bittersweet euphoria of belatedly youthful adventurously impetuous passion ... (either that or the result of a spermbank donation made when you were young and needed the money).

I'm pretty sure we'd be pals in person too ☺️

It has an ending that is happy in that it is born of contentment — not that I could swear I'd ever experienced that state of being myself ... but I know the kinds of things that would make contentment possible for me, so I wrote that ending (it won't last forever, because the chameleons will have to be set free sooner rather than later, but afterwards, I'll have the memory of the suitcase full of them, which is also a reason to be contented, so it's still a happy ending),

As long as Florilegium isn't costing you anything to maintain then I'd urge you to keep it; every time I write something that isn't on one of a range of specific topics, in a particular style, but more of an orphan, I question whether it's the right kind of orphan for Florilegium before deciding that, no, it isn't — but I keep hoping that, one day, it will be.