Under the lap blanket on this chilly night, reading to the rhythm of gentle snores…. 🤍

He doesn’t look very nice.

Not as good as his ode to the mammoth cheese…

In a café yesterday Ian spilled some coffee on the table and wiped it up. A young woman standing nearby said “I’m sorry” and came over to wipe it up some more. “This is what we do in my culture,” she explained. “In my Turkish culture we help older people… but they have to be kind to us!”

Most uncharacteristic!

Not keen on these posts. We know they're awful, but if you keep reposting them, they're in our faces too.

Hi Andrew. I am peering at this trying to figure out which one is you. Olive green parka?

Sunday afternoon, a sweet little chippy munching away outside back window.

5 p.m. Patterson Creek.

Let me see.... Dead Salmon, Drab, or Mouse's Back?