I’m not just a classic literature, long words, passport aficionado. Nope. I have layers and interests that delve beyond dusty books and foreign flying buttresses.
I’m not just a classic literature, long words, passport aficionado. Nope. I have layers and interests that delve beyond dusty books and foreign flying buttresses.
My god, what a crappy week that was. And, in my case, accompanied by a lingering head cold and brain fog. Blah! Hopefully the last
Got back Thursday night, right before midnight. My previous self left me an unopened bottle of wine in the fridge. Stood out on the front
On Thursday, I rode over the Prince of Wales bridge, to look around the eastern part of Wales (around Cardiff). It rained. It shined. It
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