In the past couple of months I have been wasting, er, I mean spending some time over on facebook here and there. I didn't really mean to...it just happened (though I assure you I have not been getting involved with online mafia games or sending hugs or any of that nonsense). One thing I have not put on facebook though (until now) is my face (or a photo of said face). Just the fact that it's called 'facebook' made me almost allergic to putting my face on it somehow and so instead I went for feet...these feet from a few years ago (they are mine):
And thinking about this in turn reminds me of a poem by our lord Hugh McMillan (recorded back at the Forest place in Edinburgh in 2008):
Is he not the man?
But back to me...yesterday I decided to break all tradition (OK...slight exaggeration for dramatic effect) and post a face photo on facebook. I think maybe that at nearly 43 it is time to look myself in the somewhat tired face and see what's going on there. Here I am (brace yourselves):
This was taken last summer (back here in fact) and no, I don't have that tan anymore. Anyone remember summer?
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