It was something of a physical challenge to complete the walk to this op today, as I was nearly blown away by the gusts outside, and am still suffering from the after effects of dust, debris and twigs being blown into my eyes. My hair is also currently reminiscent of Bon Jovi during his ‘just-cos-I’m-a-small-man-doesn’t-mean-my-hair-can’t-be-wild-woo-I’m-king-of-the-jungle-hello-ladies’ phase.
Thus it’s only a matter of time before I’m gripped by the urge to wail about the tribulations of Tommy and Gina (before entering a curious hair straightening era), so I’ll cut to the chase.
This op ain’t no good. Read the rest of this entry »
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