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Who dares nothing, need hope for nothing.

Henry hams it up.

We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand.

Young love. It's complicated... Derwent Avenue, Lindisfarne. March 2012. Tuesday already? That means another Q and A stolen from Sunday Stealing! Today it is the The Last March Meme 1) Which TV character do you think you are most like? A heady mix of MacGyver, Al Swearengen and George Costanza. 2) What time do you go to bed? Early. These days I’m asleep from 9:30 pm to 10 pm each night. 3) What was the last meal you made from scratch? Dinner last night. A simple one though, sausages and a green salad with a Mexican tinge to it. I regularly cook, and prefer to do it from scratch. 4) What is your favourite type of music? This old chestnut again! I like all sorts of music, and my tastes are often dependent on my mood. I usually answer this one with “good music”. 5) In what position do you sleep? I usually sleep on my [right] side, facing the wall. 6) What is your first memory? I remember Kevin Bartlett’s last goal in the 1980 Grand Final, so with something to hang the memory off, I’d ...

Most of us become parents long before we have stopped being children.

Henry: coming soon to a Twilight film near you!

'Tis best to weigh the enemy more mighty than he seems.

There are snakes all around us.

Be yourself is about the worst advice you can give to some people.

Climbing hills is good exercise. Carrying two tired children while climbing hells is torture.

Nothing succeeds like the appearance of success.

Poor old Henry, this photo was taken at the peak of Summer and he still has the pale white skin of a Russian princess!