I swear i must enjoy making myself feel guilty. It's a weird subconscious compulsion i seem to have.
Monday 27 June 2011
Monday 20 June 2011
Saturday 18 June 2011
Friday 17 June 2011
Monday 13 June 2011
Sunday 12 June 2011
Saturday 11 June 2011
Friday 10 June 2011
I served an old man at work today who - whislt struggling a little with his change, casually and very calmly told me that he's been having trouble ever since he lost his wife. He was a gentle Welsh man who was friendly and a little shaky. I wanted to look after him (for want of better words) or help out, but I wouldn't even know where to begin. Really shows the true, undying power of love and the true effects of "broken heart syndrome"
Moving.
Moving.
Wednesday 8 June 2011
Tuesday 7 June 2011
Sunday 5 June 2011
The Bandwagon
I guess It could be said that starting a blog in itself is ad hearing to the cliché of 'angsty teens'.
And utilising Bold and Regular type juxtaposed on the title was not an original choice, despite it being aesthetically pleasing.
But, I've decided It would be a simple and effective form of expression for me and can't wait to start.
Well, I now look like a self-righteous twunt.
And utilising Bold and Regular type juxtaposed on the title was not an original choice, despite it being aesthetically pleasing.
But, I've decided It would be a simple and effective form of expression for me and can't wait to start.
Well, I now look like a self-righteous twunt.
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