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"Who is the more foolish, the fool or the fool who follows him?" Obi-Wan Kenobi
Thanks for starting this Nige, I was really stuck for something to do in all that spare time I've got these days.
365 days? that's a whole year, right?
OK, let's see how it goes.
For anyone reading this who's not sure what it's about;
Our good (and slightly twisted) friend Nige has thought up another cracker.
Start a new blog and post a self portrait every day for the next 12 months. That's 365 posts, one a day, every day, without fail, of the same subject. Simple? yeah, right.
These other eejits are doin'it too! Join us!
My defective ear
365 Degrees of Kyoob
My left ear
Slice of life
With bloated, mechanical eyes he stares out of the dark brown shadows . . . .
(stop smirking at the back there, this is supposed to be serious)
. . . that are your most secret fears.
Nothing is hidden, nothing escapes his gaze, there are no secrets, there is no "me"
All is seen, through two plastic cups stuck to his forehead.
(was that a giggle from the cheap-seats?
. . . . Well stoppit!)
Onto the Hull-Rotterdam boat!
I was on the scots-english border this morning, Berwick upon Tweed, headed up to the University at Sterling with some equipment for the biology lab then over to Glasgow.
From there I was to swap trailers with André in Blackburn. When I got to the parking place we'd agreed on he was stood outside his truck, freezing!
While he'd been outside, getting set for the change-over, his driver's side door had blow shut and spontaneously locked itself! The engine was still running, he's locked out!
No phone, no wallet, no jacket!
I tried fiddling the door but I'd make a lousy car-thief. I even climbed onto the roof to see if could get in through the roof-hatch. No joy.
We called the Volvo help line, they couldn't say when they'd get there. One of us still had to make the night boat so I gave him a tenner for the Mac Donalds up the road there, he can wait for Volvo in the warm at least.
Apprently those Volvo's do that quite often. I was thinking on the way here how that could be pretty dangerous in the winter, you pop outside to "kick the tyres", it's pretty cold but you'll only be a minute, door locks itself, middle of nowhere, middle of the night, phone's in the cab, no one around. What then?
780km's today. Pfff
I love to play around in the kitchen on Sundays.
Cooking's one of my hobbies.
Or, at least, very very difficult.
So many biscuits, so few coffee breaks!