It was touch and go this morning. The overwhelming urge to just burn my remaining vacation days was almost too much. But, some inner light hauled my arse into the car and from there, there was no turning back. Listen you twonk, it intimated. You’ll just have to go back eventually. For some reason, that struck a chord and it means that those precious “holidays” are still intact, to be taken before the end of February. I hear this New Math song in my noggin, “Borrowed Time”…
The Rt Hon. Duane Sherwood has seen fit to compile some of his fine photography into a book. If you’ve checked out Click2Vu then you may be familiar with the man’s work but you can have a wee nosey right here. If you’ve got some Christmas money burning a hole in yer pocket, why not snag yourself a copy. I have no conception of art, but I knows what I like…
The Rt Hon. Duane Sherwood has seen fit to compile some of his fine photography into a book. If you’ve checked out Click2Vu then you may be familiar with the man’s work but you can have a wee nosey right here. If you’ve got some Christmas money burning a hole in yer pocket, why not snag yourself a copy. I have no conception of art, but I knows what I like…
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