It was my birthday yesterday. 21 again. okay 25. okay 28 I mean 9. 29 TWENTY NINE!! The 18-24 check box you get on forms seems a long long time ago and yet…. and yet as Ms Bradshaw would say (incidentially how old is she now 50?) it got me to thinking about how little I’ve achieved.
I know wallowing
Art Attack is now being hosted by a Neil Buchanan lookalike. What a tragedy! Am instead watching a shabby imposter (literally, he could do with a good haircut) same jumper, same palm tree sidekick; half the personality. New lessons for the ipod generation include remembering to recycle and being nice to plastic bottles. Higher production values for the big art attack though. Shame really
ohgetoveryourselfalready 