And The Tears Kept On Flowing …

I have lived 55 years to read these words:


One of the things that keeps any blog going is friendly competition.  Although I think that The Consul runs rings around me, I do try, however lamely, to impress him.  It is obvious I post more about cleavage and he posts more about beer – but when you are a terrible wanker and alcoholic respectively, what do you expect?  But in between those posts every now and then there is some Gold Jerry.