Pretty much like any other on-line home, really. Lots of stuff lying around, and joyously none of it laundry.
(or 'How The English Language Was 'Written Off By Me')
Just when you think things can't get any verse...
South Gloucester Ford Capri Owners club, the story of The Flying Tiger, and other tales for those with an interest in what's left of her 1,886,646 sisters.
If A Picture Can Paint A Thousand Words...
...you'd think they could redecorate my kitchen too. Various snaps of me and mine
A useful and/or interesting assortment of sites that were just lying around...
Distress Flares
Me on the left, aged 12 in 1976, with friend Bernie and my sisters. Presumably we're linking arms as a defence against the wind catching our scary flare-y trousers and sending us hang-gliding.