Logged into Facebook for the first time in months and found that some cunning Blue Spy had snapped some shots of yours truly and sent the microfilm to the Internet. I apologise, these are fairly old.
Me with a possibly tipsy mother on Boxing Day, in need of a shave and a haircut.
Later that day on the couch, with brother and probable future step-sisters.
Having a Zen moment at a pub.
Posing in front of a friendly Blue Spy at a different pub with an ex-flatmate.
How I usually sit on stools (and other things).