It's getting cold down here, but it's all good, for I have my
6£ British Commando sweater, which I picked up at a charity shop. Run-on sentence. Charity shops rule. Been finding plenty of good books there as well. What else? I've been working with wood a lot. Chopping stuff down, secateuring high-up bits, sawing it up with chainsaws, splitting it, all that jazz. I'm getting Popeye forearms because of it. I is what I is.