Man at work.

I drove Mr H to his party last night (1 blip) and agreed to pick him up at midnight (2 blips). So with a promise of three blips in the bag I thought I had better start using them before they disappear (teenage boys promises seem to have a half life of around three days).

So here is Mr H. surrounded detritus and paraphernalia, having established himself in his older brothers bedroom now Mr E is away at University. They will (I hope) find an amicable way of co-existing when the Christmas holiday starts.

I'm sure my desk was just as messy at that age, just less electronics.