Here’s a picture that explores the weekend in which we held our Star Warsfest. It’s Andy buying a Kebab just after we had finished; I like the way in which I captured the existential angst of someone trying to find the right change. You can almost see in the eyes of the proprietor the yearning for world peace and the recognition of his rights as a Kebabber.
My reflection in the window desires the death penalty for evil gerbils.
Back in the early days of this Century, I made some money by saying the odd funny thing in public. On one of these occasions a fellow funny talker told me that I should write a blog (because that was the sort of thing funny talking people did back then.)
Now, I’m not the sort of person who does things the easy way, so I rejected all the ready made blogging platforms and started my own website. Since then it’s become a repository for whatever stuff is bubbling out of my brains and a directory of various podcasts and videos that I’ve made with my friends and is completely unnecessary.
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