The only thing that made the 1970s great was this game. I got sent to bed with no tea for being out too late with my best mate, Jason Brophy, who subsequently got sentenced to 37 years in prison in an Australian jail for drug smuggling.
November 14, 2025 at 3:59 PM
The only thing that made the 1970s great was this game. I got sent to bed with no tea for being out too late with my best mate, Jason Brophy, who subsequently got sentenced to 37 years in prison in an Australian jail for drug smuggling.
"If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern." — William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
November 6, 2025 at 4:55 AM
"If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern." — William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
I'm not long back from my morning walk and look who I came across: some beautiful cows. They always seem so peaceful and serene, but very nervous. I'm always patient with them, and take my time.
October 29, 2025 at 9:25 AM
I'm not long back from my morning walk and look who I came across: some beautiful cows. They always seem so peaceful and serene, but very nervous. I'm always patient with them, and take my time.
Here I am again, sat at my desk, about to tackle some commercial leases (not my thing). Oh joy, oh joy. But at least I managed to get out for an early morning walk with the dogs; it's the only thing right now keeping me sane.
October 28, 2025 at 8:44 AM
Here I am again, sat at my desk, about to tackle some commercial leases (not my thing). Oh joy, oh joy. But at least I managed to get out for an early morning walk with the dogs; it's the only thing right now keeping me sane.