The clocks went forward, i went to bed too early woke up too late and i feel knackered.
The sky is filthy black and snarling.
And here is an ad for an event in Toulouse that i never intended getting to but which pleased me graphically; i wanted to clear it up before April Fool's Day tomorrow.
MY BOOK! FINALY!!
The Self Published Writer's Cut.
One of these two.
A random image.
looking for sunny periods
I like shells
There to remind me
An old photo remains
can't click on this one yet (you can now - i found a reference to fourteen)
Who am i? What's going on?
A long and (not) winding road.
Always leads to my door.
Only ever meant to last the night...
One I Took Earlier.
an eye on autumn
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