fenn

here's little fenny enjoying a walk among the autumn leaves.

i like fenn. the problem is if you call him fenny (which kind of comes naturally) it sounds a bit like fanny. which as my american and canadian friends have now learnt, is completely unacceptable.

it's cold. if one more person tells me how mild it is i will beat them!

[this time last year: five of the best women in zambia]

actually, it's a very rare occurrence but i have blipped on this day everyday for 5 years in a row. very cool.