Dear TV generation. Apologies for the lack of photography, I know it is difficult to read more than a handful of sentences, I know because I suffer from this same disease. Photos will be fixed soon when I re-enter civilian life. Kind regards.
Entries from March 2005 ↓
Stick your long ended posts Campbell, where the hell are the pictures?
March 31st, 2005
UK
Fish + Sandstone + France + Castle + Gumboots + Dreaming + Email + Catters
March 31st, 2005
UK
Chocolates, rabbits, fish for lunch on Good Friday; I had none of these things this Easter, instead we went to Scotland. I would almost trade Scotland for one of my Mum’s meals, but that’s just because Mum’s cooking is sensational and I am a spoilt kid.
Friday morning we were greeted with blue skies in Glasgow. Beautiful town, full of these huge sandstone buildings, so much sandstone, you cannot imagine. Glasgow has a very young vibe to it, lots of great pubs and 3 - 4 universities within cooee of each other. Took a tour on the tourist bus around Glasgow, which despite my concerns, was actually quite good. We saw places where famous people were born and important …
Forgetfulness + Snaps
March 22nd, 2005
UK
Forgot one minor detail, we went to Scotland a few weeks ago. I have a valid excuse for forgetting though, we were sober a mere 17% of the trip. Had a great time in Lanark (correct spelling this time). Didnt see much of the place, more the inside of pubs, but Fi’s family are fantastic (and they read this website, so now they think i’m fantastic). Had a christening on the Sunday which was lots of fun, beautiful lunch and great to meet all the Lanark bunch. Thanks Joy and Brian for looking after us so well, Joy is such a good cook that I gave up vegetarianism for the weekend. We are going back this weekend to do …
Riches + Buses + Warmth + Inigo + Anniversary + Wireless + Cats + Tasmanian
March 20th, 2005
UK
What have I done over the last few weeks since updating you? I don’t bloody know. Working full time is a complete blur, I am robotic, eat, work, eat, work, eat, sleep, work. I am enjoying it though at some unconscious level, actually its very conscious, it’s called money. The job is really demanding, but its a cool environment to work in. It’s wierd not seeing Fiona as much as I was used to and we are both really tired after work and weekends dissapear so quickly, once we go shopping, cleaning and have a few drinks, theres not much time left to relax. Poor me, have a cry. The money situation is suddenly good, which is a relief, now… [content missing]

