A journal of my sailing, my dogs, my band. I can promise photos, but not consistency; as far as subject matter goes I'm a bit of a nomad, so can at times drift about the place with seeming abandon.
Monday, 17 November 2014
How ever much you want to cry for help....
Some (many) decisions you just have to make yourself, and accept the possible consequences.
I should add; as I don't want to scare my wife; I'm thinking sailing!
On a different note, I sometimes worry that I'm far to prone to a semicolon or two.