I've been thinking a lot of late and not taking too many snaps. The recent talks by Jon Ronson and old Meadsey at The Faclan Festival were excellent, stimulating the brain cells so much they won't slow down and I can't sleep properly. Then there's been the wonderful Reith lectures on Radio4 which by all accounts have been just brilliant. I heard about the Helsinki Bus Station Theory [and here ]today on the the last of Grayson Perry's performances. Fair tickled my fancy that idea. I'm often discussing with Mr Toots about what a nice image is all about - and we seldom agree. The only thing we usually agree with is the wonderfulness of Tunnocks Plain chocolate Tea Cakes. I suppose that's not really that surprising really. Washed down with a small cup of Ethiopian Mountain coffee brewed with love, it's pretty much pure bliss. Nice anyway.
So, just to keep things going, here are two snaps - on film - from the old cycling days from my past.