Back with my dear old ma.

So there you go. Back home. If anyone I don’t know ever reads this, I suppose I should have some pictorial evidence of myself. (And it’d be cheating if I wasn’t properly attired.)



Well I’ve started so… Go on, then… Here’s another.


Yours truly in front of the old abode. A sight for sore eyes. (It will be actually, the amount of time I’m away in the next months).