Riding to my friend who's in prison's house and delivering a card for him to hisfamily to pass on to him for me. I was invited in and they were so kind to me and even showed me a video recording of one day last week when they managed to have him for only 5 hours outside of prison. That made me happy.
Something else that made me happy: On the way back from there at about 12am this evening, I decided to take a different route and ended up riding down a motorway that I thought I recognised, but I ended up heading in the direction of London. What made me happy about that though, is the fact that I now know it's possible to ride to London on my bike. The downside is, you can't ride bicycles on a motorway.
In my garden about a year ago. Sorry about the nakeyness, it was a rare summer's day in Britain.
This is me about 4 months ago, looking rather sad and douchey.
Very pretty, Noora. And your room can't be as bad as mine.
Formative my ass! And you look very comfortable behind the cam, great teeth, too.
This is a forum about how Bonham looks good, he says. Yea, well now you're going to get all the glory, mate!