Showing posts with label The last great enemy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The last great enemy. Show all posts

Sunday, 18 July 2010

Braveheart



Tomorrow,

we fly to Scotland, early.

For sad stuff.

Normal blogging will resume when

I return on Monday.

Puffy eyed and raw.

I hate death.

Really do.

Till Monday, friends.
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