Stephen

This is a good friend of mine. I've been a part of Stephen's life since he was nine years old, and now he's a grown-up, roughie-toughie roofer. Today he was clambering about the Gifford skyline. I was going to shout at him to 'take care', but I didn't think it appropriate somehow.

In other news
This lunchtime I went berserk in a travel agency, and after the dust had settled it seems that I'd booked an amazing holiday. Yikes, what have I done?