...and the whole god damn thing, starts all over again

The end of a knackering weekend that was our Victorian Christmas Craft fair. We all dressed appropriately to serve punch, pies, entertain and oversee all the stalls. Picturess are of me mate Clare and me (trousers tucked in sox again) . By the way the title of this entry is a quote from "The The" and does not refer to the fair as such, just a slightly strange coincidence...

Sleepflowers

Been too tired to post just lately, I know thats a poor excuse but hey! Band stuff is going sort of o.k. Have to give my apologies to the carpetbagger- I miss our conversations too, should be back to normal soon, once I have slept for about a week! Don't give up on me yet ( I know you wouldn't anyway).

(I guess I've lost ) the Go in the Go-for -it

"My only company, is the wind blowing through the leaves.... my farewell email reads, I pass through your world with ease"... -My favourite quote from grandaddy... Ok El, I'll get some cranberry in! Time for more photos... Bit of a boring pic of the office, but then I don't really have anything interesting to add, just keeping that blogger machine happy. Winter has set in, dark nights and cold. Darkshines.