Living Room

I was feeling a bit gash this week, loads of shit going on, lack of control. Friday was much better at work though, things look on course, finally. Last minute shopping horror trip on Sat, nothing bad just the horrendous busyness.

Out of nowhere, David came through and said...

"Dad?"
"Yeah, pal?"
"I think you're the luckiest guy in the world."
"Yeah? Why's that?"
"Well, you had fun at school misbehaving, you have a good job, you have a big house and, you have me."
["And meee!"] shouts Rose from her room.
"Ha! Well, I suppose you're right, pal."

Focus, man. Focus & perspective.

David is really coming on with the guitar too.

Some backflips:

Blue Tongue
Monotony