Sunday, November 16, 2003
Hah, now I have a digital camera, and my own webspace, it all starts to come out... Now, I love my folks deeply, but there are just some things which are inexcusable, such as this:
You put a tape in the back, turn it on, and Father C. tells you a story while rocking back and forth in a faintly unsettling manner. I suppose I should count myself fortunate that I don't live with them any more and that, after just over twenty-five years of married life their collection of tat is thankfully low...
You put a tape in the back, turn it on, and Father C. tells you a story while rocking back and forth in a faintly unsettling manner. I suppose I should count myself fortunate that I don't live with them any more and that, after just over twenty-five years of married life their collection of tat is thankfully low...
