This is a tumblebook. A scrapbook that rambles on about everything. I'll include songs from my favourite bands, and other neat things. I might change the style, occasionally, as well. Oh, and the credit for the amazing title goes to the wonderful photographer, ßlϋeωãvε on Flickr. I'll try and keep a link to him on every page.
It’s him! It’s Bourne! It’s the coat!
— The Bourne Supremacy

The Dog

The dog has been putting down roots in the sun quite successfully for the past four hours.

Orange
Orange is my favourite colour, and summer is my favourite season. This, therefore, seems apt. 

Orange

Orange is my favourite colour, and summer is my favourite season. This, therefore, seems apt. 


Hands up who’d like to live here.

Hands up who’d like to live here.


Yes, we can. The greatest piece of campaigning I’ve ever seen, and I’m not an American. It made me cry when I saw this. Don’t just flip past this. Watch it, and change the way you think about politics

Allyn in Red Cloak
Jeanne Birdsall

Allyn in Red Cloak

Jeanne Birdsall


‘ll show thee every fertile inch o’ th’ island;
I’ll show thee the best springs; I’ll pluck thee berries;
I’ll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough.
I prithee let me bring thee where crabs grow;
And I with my long nails will dig thee pignuts,
Show thee a jay’s nest, and instruct thee how
To snare the nimble marmoset.
— Shakespeare, The Tempest

A Nod

A nod, now, if you please, to my online friends. I’m lucky enough to find such great people on the internet, intelligent and funny. 

Firstly, Finrod. What would we all do without him? 

The wonderful Tribble,

The Nimblest of Marmosets, Nimble Marmoset (see next quote,)

And my wonderful sister, The Big Cheese.  

 We should throw a big Tumblr party.