We're all going on a...

Winter Holiday!

Sorry for my absence... I've been sawing, pruning, demolishing, studying, renovating, renegotiating, mowing, carting, nailing, hammering, drilling and much more. Yay.

Now I'm back in Melbourne for a few hours (mostly spent napping and blogging, I can assure you) and after some Sichuan, I'm ready to type.

I've been up country, exploring Beechworth, a great historic town in Northern Victoria. We stayed at a converted lunatic asylum and had a blast exploring the haunted grounds.

Night Security Guard: "...I took a camera out for some shots. Didn't see anything while I was there, but I went back, loaded up the photos and - I'm no Superman - but the sh*t I saw... I didn't go outside again that night..."

But of course, if he was Superman, he wouldn't have said so... So he might be.

We celebrated my sister and my father's birthdays while we were up there. Although the best prezzie was one I got for My Love. You guessed it. A soft toy Ned Kelly.




I wonder what Ned'd say if he knew we were hugging a plush toy version of his beardy self...

Speaking of beards- I have one. You may know. It's important to know.

The relevance? I'm not sure what I want to do with it. I've tried the Tony Stark look and it makes me look a whole lot less friendly (I feel) although My Love does prefer it, I think. I've tried the moustache. Apparently it looks like a maths teacher/fireman. I've tried the Lincoln. Then me and Jax can't be told apart.

It's time for something. Something new. Or not.

Ideas?

Here's where we're at:



Now that may seem vain and trivial. That's because it is. But I figure that I'm not among those people who have to look at me with any great frequency or duration, so I don't feel like I should be entirely responsible for choosing the look.

Mostly it's up to My Love, but I feel like getting some opinions from other people.

Wow, it's cold in here! Time to hit the books...

Much love!

TheSovietChairman