An eclectic collection of trivia, observation, cynicism, wit....
and the occasional rant.
Enjoy!
I'm Mark. Older than you imagine, pescetarian, husband, father, professional parent & pedant.
I post some original stuff and a bunch of other things that I like. If you own the rights to something you see here and you're not happy about me sharing it, let me know.
and the occasional rant.
Enjoy!
I'm Mark. Older than you imagine, pescetarian, husband, father, professional parent & pedant.
I post some original stuff and a bunch of other things that I like. If you own the rights to something you see here and you're not happy about me sharing it, let me know.
On pug sitting...
- Me: Hello? Is that the Holiday Homes for Pets Pie Company?
- Me: Oh good, glad there's someone there on a Sunday. Do you take exotic strays?
- Me: What sort? Well we found it in our pond. It looks a bit like a cross between a Swamp Monster and a Pug.
- Me: How do we know it's a stray? No one in their right mind would keep something like that. Anyway, there's no one here to look after it.
- Me: Do you do collections? How soon can you be here?
Chillin’. Sittin’ like a person. Mouse is dead in the background and Sybil just discovered she likes carrots.
I’m not sure which is more ridiculous; Sybil sitting like that, or me being caught holding her…
Just helping around the garden. You have to be so much quicker than that to catch me…
Photo: mings
Sybil, the sun dog. Looking positively regal.
Photo: mings
The sun was warm, so I set up an impromptu workshop outdoors. I wish tumblr was scratch & sniff; the smell of the oil is gorgeous.
If you look carefully, you’ll spot Sybil photo-bombing….
