Everyday is an endless stream of Cigarettes and magazines.

Everyday is an endless stream of Cigarettes and magazines.

J.R. Hartley.

It has been yet again some time since i wrote on you dear blog, yet recently i have felt time for my ownself increasingly decreasing, i have felt somewhat empty the past week or so, inexplicably, i have not been talking with myself lately, which is normal for most people but has me so worried as i do not know what to do, think or say, i have just kinda let one aspect of my personality run wild, and frankly my dear, i have enjoyed that thoroughly. 

Well have i is the question, something happened to me, then it stopped happening then i seemed to have somewhat gone back to my old ways, i am glad to be back in them, because they are easy.... but is it true happiness? - we will see will we not dear reader!

Just a short one today really, just a little update on all things.... Birthday is quickly dawning, that means wheels for byron, and if you have spent more than 5 minutes in my company you know that i would love a Triumph Spitfire mk4 1972, with hardtop and an engine outta a TR6 which is a 2.5 straight six with fuel injection, so that might be getting closer, obviously without the engine, that would be pushing it... or rather not! 

Anyway, i would love to hear from some readers how things are going for them and what they have planned for over the summer :)

Best of luck old boy!