Fiddle Diddle

What better way to round up a week than spend time with dad over a nice big plate of succulent seafood followed by a platter of assorted cheese paired with a bottle of full-bodied, plum-infused pinot noir?





Of course, this will more than make up for all the calories to be lost at the 2hr racket-sweat session next wk - pinksmurffy, still on rite?.

Just gone for some hair-fiddling today - a trim here and there, and then a fresh coat of paint. This weekend is a time for the mind and body to rest and refresh.

Saw hopefuls coming in for interviews, and recalled how it had been like for myself just over a year ago. Glad I left, for sanity and principles are priceless.