Gilly moved out on Monday to flatshare with a colleague.

I like the solitude.

So the Serbs have - finally - nabbed The Butcher of Bosnia. Radovan Karadzic is headed for The Hague and a war crimes tribunal. And good riddance. He deserves life ( Read more... )

Can someone explain what it is with Americans and rhinestone? OK, let me qualify that - specifically, American tourists; in Edinburgh; around Festival time; mostly women, but men not excluded ( Read more... )

Sara is the party-girl ( Read more... )

The kidney thing: the latest and most exhaustive tests are in and - suddenly, apparently - I am not in imminent danger of popping my clogs. Dontcha just love the medical profession? Well, I did demand worst-case scenario. Nope, just a fairly lightweight drug regime and the possibility of some surgery down the line. Hell, if I get to 65 uncut, ( Read more... )

Get a grip, for fuck's sake ( Read more... )

The ultimate toy-for-the-boy :

Here

Oh, and the wee thing stuck on the back? (right, middle). Yeah, a full-size SLR.

I want.

Nicked from Debs ( Read more... )

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Anne turned 30 on Wednesday. We had a stupendously tawdry day, starting with lunch and working our way through to an 0300 gatecrash of Cabaret Voltaire. My ears are still bleeding. My nipples hurt too; she pinched them both viciously on the dance floor when I showed more than passing interest when offered an E. She's also cleared out an attic of ( Read more... )