
The local wildlife.

The local wildlife.

Sometimes, the only way to learn is the hard way.

The waiting is almost over and, in a couple of hours this year’s competition will kick off.

I’d never quite thought of it like this before.

Because, well, why not?

I’m not sure, but isn’t that kind of the point of barbed wire?

Sometimes, just the thought of descending into my local hell with fluorescent lighting has me like this.