Passing on

Queen Mother dies R.I.P.

Kinda takes the edge off a very drunken BBQ. But in a good way, sort of, if you know what I mean.

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Long time blogger, Father of Jack, geek of many things, random photographer and writer of nonsense.

Doing my best to find a balance.

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