I’m a little dangerous when I have time on my hands, and an idle mind.
Photoshoot: Potatosandwich Studios
Lighting: Half open blinds
Artists: Bog “fully naked” roll (left) | Bog “full padded” roll (right)
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He could not bear the separation anymore, if it was to be the last kiss, then so be it! Whipping off the mask, he advanced towards her lips. All around watched in horror, surely his lungs would explode any moment now from the infected air. Any moment his eyes would turn blood red, like an astronaut taking off his helmet in dark space. Now they both waited…..
Spotted this mask on the floor as we walked from our car to Greenwich Park. I am a firmly behind the idea of Personal Protective Equipment for front line/key workers. But what I have noticed is the fashion statement others have turned a mask into amongst the general public. If we all have to dawn masks in the future, I wonder how that will aid what already is a failing trend in verbal communication.
What’s your view on masks? Are they prevalent where you are?
Each week I will (try and) share a small segment of something useful I learnt. While this is for my own amusement I hope it resonates with my lovely readers.
         My alarm went beep beep at 5.30am Sunday morning and I scrambled out of bed to get into my cycling gear. My better half had already warned me to deactivate the alarm for weekends, but once again I ignored the friendly advice. After some cereal and a cup of tea (I sense some cyclists shaking their heads), I was out of the house, determined to notch up some serious miles.
Continue reading “#Friday 12.0: Chained, gardengate and confused”
Each week I will (try and) share a small segment of something useful I learnt. While this is for my own amusement I hope it resonates with my lovely readers.
         This week marked 19 years of marriage for my better half and I. Rest assure I won’t get too cheesy, if at all so don’t reach for those bags yet! We always take annual leave for anniversaries (AniV) and birthdays. In December we had planned to drop the kids off at school on the morning of our AniV and head to London for lunch at The Ritz. We’d never been before so were looking forward to it, however mysterious viruses were afloat to scupper plans.
Continue reading “#Friday 11.0: 19 Years of bliss with a Tang and Coffee Shop”
Each week I will (try and) share a small segment of something useful I learnt. While this is for my own amusement I hope it resonates with my lovely readers.
         Every now and then, I’ll pick a podcast to listen to which may not fall into my general area of interest. So this week, I subscribed to one called The Secret Life of Prisons. It’s a mini series in which a group of guests talk about their prison experiences, from arrival to survival, through to release.
        In one of the episodes, an ex-convict talks about his time in the cell. Continue reading “#Friday 10.0: Repetition is key to combating lockdown woes”
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