Another DIY task

...another incident waiting to be blogged.

*sigh*

Suffice to say I was attempting the apparently-simple task of hanging a small mirror on a nail.

The picture shows the first nail after I had applied my excellent hammer skills.

Note to Self: When Buying Flowers

I must think of something witty and/or withering to say to those colleagues who spot me carrying bought-for-my-wife flowers into the office, and who waggishly comment

"Oh jAf, you shouldn't have!" 

or

"For me? How kind!"

Because my standard response of  "Mmmmm" just ain't cutting it any more.

Goodbye to Flora

Time to say goodbye to my first fixie.

There are, simply, too many bikes in the garage, and too little time to ride all of them.

Flora was only ever intended to be a tester, trying out fixedwheel singlespeed cycling to see if I enjoyed it.

I do.

I'm getting another fixie, this time on the company's Cycle2Work scheme (yay!) so it's time to let someone else enjoy Flora.

Don't just smell the roses

...photograph them too.

If you see something you like, photograph it today. Now. This minute.

'Cos tomorrow you'll be too busy and the next day you'll forget, and when you do remember, a week later, the flowers will be gone and the plant will have been eaten by caterpillars and black fly.

Yep, a couple of months ago, the Sparkly One and I bought a few rose bushes for the garden. One of them, Evelyn, has beautiful huge flower heads.

Well, it did have them. That was a few weeks ago, before the caterpillars moved in.

And I didn't take the photograph.

Word of the day: Buttress

buttress [buht-tres]
-noun

1. A long lock or curl of hair on the bottom.
2. Any sort of arse hair.