Frank? Frank who?!
Okay, but the picture is from five years ago at least, when my hairline had not yet retracted to the current line.
Not satisfied with the look? Come on, who'd you expect? Kylie?
Okay, a recent picture then! Because my car needed to be MOT'ed, I had to do some work that involved changing some oil. So here's me ready to attack with the oil-gun.
He he...growing older is unavoidable, growing up is optional I'd say.
But of course these are only pictures. It's the outside, not the inside. And as the saying goes, it's the inside that counts. Well...for women there should be an exception (they'll say the same about men, I guess). Anyway, I have the distinct impression that there is a link between the B and myself. Something that consumes so much time and money should be an object that is more than the sum of its parts. This hobby can well tell me something about myself. As well as it might tell you something about the real me. Maybe something to work out in the future.