Faith restored

Fuck me. Just got off the phone. Seems like I left my wallet on the train. Thankfully someone handed it in so I can pick it up later on. Jesus that’s scary!

I wonder if it was that annoying bint who plonked herself down next to me and proceeded to nudge me every 10 seconds whilst she put on her war paint?

Hang on. How did they get my mobile number? Hmmm must have it written in my wallet somewhere… on my donor card probably.


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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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