“Dallas buyers club” but with middle aged women trying to track down oestrogen patches.

You might need to be of a certain age to really appreciate these…

You could certainly point to this recent article in Stuff as a riposte to my previous post.

I really should have included a photo or two of Max.

I’ve been playing Sia’s Christmas album on high rotation this December, whenever possible.

There seems to be a trend on the internet of pointing out how incomprehensible the humour of the youth of today is.

Or, in further defense of my mother.

I cut the tip of my left index finger a few days ago, on a can of dog food.

We’re well into the cruise ship season here in the capital, so the place is swarming with snap happy tourists.

For some reason I forgot to post this back in October, so here it is as bonus content.