I do exist.

Nothing like starting a blog with a naked man holding a pig mask:




I haven't put any pics of me up in a while, so here's some. Proof that I do exist and its not a phantom writing these blogs!

In this one, my eye is being crushed by my hat, but ignore that.




Here I'm contemplating the upteenth bowl I've been served of Russian dodgy meat ravioli.



And yes, this is my usual fare.



Jesus, I'm getting really sick of dodgy meat ravioli. But I will say, finding Irn Bru today really brightened dinner!

I don't really have anything profound to say. My head is still marinating in beer.