Battling on
Here are the photos from the walk on Sunday.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ballomer/sets/72157623957762651/
I really don't want to like Charlie Brooker but I was amused by his geek reference in the last sentence here:
(My paranoia wasn't that far off, as it happens. According to the book Rendez-Vous: The Psychoanalysis of François Mitterrand, at the height of the Falklands war, Thatcher threatened to nuke Argentina unless President Mitterrand handed over disabling codes for the French-built Exocet missiles which were pounding British ships. If that was true, and had actually happened, you wouldn't be reading the Guardian right now – you'd be fighting a giant scorpion to impress the village elders.)
I wish my life involved more fighting of giant scorpions to impress the village elders or I'd settle for more hard sums.
Me looking mighty in a Roman castle.
Abby with BonJoviPony.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ballomer/sets/72157623957762651/
I really don't want to like Charlie Brooker but I was amused by his geek reference in the last sentence here:
(My paranoia wasn't that far off, as it happens. According to the book Rendez-Vous: The Psychoanalysis of François Mitterrand, at the height of the Falklands war, Thatcher threatened to nuke Argentina unless President Mitterrand handed over disabling codes for the French-built Exocet missiles which were pounding British ships. If that was true, and had actually happened, you wouldn't be reading the Guardian right now – you'd be fighting a giant scorpion to impress the village elders.)
I wish my life involved more fighting of giant scorpions to impress the village elders or I'd settle for more hard sums.
Me looking mighty in a Roman castle.
Abby with BonJoviPony.