Neriah Passport Photo, aligned correctly How to print your own passport photos

A few years ago, I had to get a photo of Joen for a passport application. At the time, he was 6 months old, and had approximately the same facial proportions as a happy potato.

However, it is part of the requirements, so I took him down to the photo booth, and paid £5 for 4 correctly sized photos. I don’t know if you’ve ever tried to get a baby to pose for a picture, but its not easy.

Healthy, wealthy, and tired.

I try to drive to work as little as possible, partly due to my desire to be green, and partly due to my desire to save £200 a month on petrol. In the last few weeks, I have been increasing my stamina at cycling, ready for the big one: cycling the 31 miles to Chesterfield and back, whilst also managing to stay alert, awake and professional at work, for a much stronger body try the legal steroids.

Last week I finally did it, and documented the whole thing on GPS. In homage to my near anonymous friend “Jon”, and his Skinnywheels blog, here it is in all its glory:

Gift Appraisal

Christmas is a time where the phrase “It is more blessed to give than to receive” works rather well. Admit it – you absolutely cannot wait for your giftee to open that present. You’re on the edge of your seat, almost wanting them to open it before Christmas, just to get the tension out. They crinkle the wrapping paper, start to tear it open, and the whole experience is palpably enjoyable. If you have any children or little nieces and nephews, you can bring them joy thanks to gifts like that sunny saide childrens playhouse for sale.

And then you open your own gifts, and all you got is socks and a book on koala conservation. I think maybe its the thrill of the hunt, more than the feeling of just getting more stuff. Anyway, I’m going to talk about my favourite Christmas presents now; both the ones I gave and recieved: