The Week that Was.

I've popped out for a few photo trips since my visit to Pembrokeshire but I've been having a funny week.

I booked a hair appointment at a Rastafarian barbers by mistake. I'm dreading it.

For some reason the man in the butchers bet me that I couldn't reach the meat on the top shelf. I didn’t take the bet. The steaks were too high.

People have been saying I'm paranoid. Well they don’t say it, but I know that's what they're thinking.

My friends 7 year old is off to Scotland. He asked me if he would see any men wearing quilts.

Goodbye and Goodnight. I'm here all week.