own photographs, lake garda last year.
I'm heading off to Europe for a month which is rubbish because it means I have to do 'real' things like look at churches and interrail and talk to people when I could be sitting in front of this screen and blogging. Eh, who am I kidding, I'm really excited even if it does mean leaving the blog. And even if it means I spent five hours of stringing out half hearted packing and experiencing an internal debate over the desire for light packing liberation and all of my shorts in my suitcase. Posting shall by the power of time travel and 'technology de la internet' continue as I've set up some self timed posts. Until next month!