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...
Sean and fruitcake
Here I am in September 2000, draped in a shocking state of inebriation across the luscious form of Sean the security guard, who was unfortunate enough to be 'talent spotted' by me on the first day of our holiday in Doniford Bay. Will I be going back again this year? You bet!