I now wear glasses. Not a full time occupation, but one that finally gives me the opportunity to wear an accessory which can be used to elicit an air of intellectual appreciation from those who suddenly take note of my lens tilting retorts.
Category: Photography
Hot, heavy field.
Once entrance to maths, eng lit, questionable French teachers and the much-undervalued 3PM finish...
I feel old. So very old.
I feel we're reaching a tipping point with the gods of weather. Some crazy shit going down above.
Beer times past found nestling in the cutlery draw. Small, pleasant surprises.
An evening laced with fine catch-up, real ale and, finally... the w word.
Providing they start using strikers and Torres stops sulking, I'm pretty happy with my sweepstake result a work...
At least we can rely on the weather to be typically British this Jubilee weekend.
I suppose I should join the party and blog about the jubilee, the queen, and stuff. Unfortunately, this is all I can manage. Sorry.
