Don't Forget Your Shovel!

Never has manual-labour sounded so alluring and sexy as in Christy Moore's CLASSIC. And to be honest it has never looked so appealing as here w/the sun-split, blue skies and exotic Palm trees as backdrop.

I can remember shovelling in damp, miserable London, mixing cement in snowy, sub-zero Germany and assembling Banana-Ripening-Rooms in sweltering, sweaty Bogota. So, it's not as if I don't have experience

I'm sure the guys shovelling would think me an awful eejit, but there you go!

This weather still makes it difficult to think of the looming birthday, but I'm getting there slowly.