all apologies

I shouldn't use my blog to winge. it should be a site to celebrate life and the ability to communicate that joy to the rest of the world, so I apologize for shit kicking yesterday. If my employers are crap then I suppose that's my problem! Here is a picture of me in 1994 dressed as Dick Turpin the notorious highwayman...

I can't believe that was 13 years ago, how we've grown.... Pictured are Victor, Anna, Me and Liz in a back garden somewhere in Cardiff... I vaguely remember talking to Geoff Swindell in the pub about playing in bands (he was a drummer as well as the head of Ceramics) he said my costume looked fitting to my personality. How incredibly accurate was his prediction of my future! Shit! I seem to have been destined to work in heritage even though I yearn to be a potter once more...

"The coast is always changing..."