Spitting image

You know the way you cannot help but form an image in your mind's eye of people you've only ever known online, before getting to meet them for "real".

Well, Red and Mr Smith look exactly the way I imagined them, with that golden glow and dewy good looks.

It has been a long and very rewarding day.

I'm tired from too much happiness now.

Please do come back tomorrow for the unauthorised linked shots. Just too knackered for now.

It was great to meet you all folks.

PS: I got back home from Embra with a sun burned face (nothing to do with the copious amounts of IPA). Mrs Raheny believes that I flew out to Spain for the day and that this image was bought off a stock photography website, from a certain David McSomething. I pointed out to her that the shot is not "soft" enough to be one of his....

[updated with a headache on 18/08/10]
- Her Ladyship. Sometimes, you do not need to know a blipper's real name. This is the case for Lady Findhorn. It just suits her.
- David? Daviiiiiid?! What does this button do again?
- Meeting the Blip-heads. Warning! Blipping can cause premature loss of hair colouration!
- Here!
- Monkey business
- Simply the best
- In the style of...
- Tactical positioning by Mr Smith. The best seat in the house is the one that blocks the entrance to the ladies' toilets!
- Thank you stranger with the steady-ish hand