You can buy photographs of yourself running many organised runs. The miser within me normally shuns such a waste of money, but recently I've been paying for photographs of a sweaty me. I paid almost £18 for pictures of me running the 10k. Came home drunk on Friday night and figured out I could've got them for free through media.greatrun's password free website. Sigh.
Anyway.
Vaguely interesting images:
I seem to be in the old folks group.
The end - moments after I realise which clock is my clock.
Is it my imagination, or do Gordon Brown and I share the same mouth?
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