memories of a silly cow

I quietly teared as I went through the old photos, surprised by the emotions i had not felt for years. Maybe i didn't realise it enough back then, but I've treated you badly. I'm sorry.

A decade of blogspot

This nondescript - so nondescript all the images are gone - blog is going ten years old. Which ought to make me the grand daddy of bloggers and I should be rolling about in a pool of ad money now. But I'm not. Because I don't have a pool of money. And funny how blogger.com still doesn't recognise the words 'blog' and 'bloggers' as a proper word.

I will now add a random picture here. i wonder how it will look like.

Third day of February

written, and to be written, on two puke bags is the most incredible story of my life