Yeah, G'day...
So you may have noticed that this hasn't been updated for a while. This is due to technical difficulties (mainly me being, technically, a slackarse).
However, I am now the proud owner of a peice of very fine home computing kit (yes, I am that much of a geek), so as a result I will hopefully be putting something more relevant than Australia Day 2003 up here soon.
In the meantime, please entertain yourselves with this photo of yours truly after an argument with a slab of ice. This is a good example of why I don't do sport - a non-contact sport like curling, and I end up looking an inmate who refuses to drop the soap. This shot was taken the day I got home after surgery to put my cheek back in to it's natural position - the little red dot is where they went in with a hook to shift the bone about. I'm now the proud owner of a 4-inch peice of titanium in my face, which is apparently a lot stronger than bone. I pity the poor mug who gets into a bar fight with me, they don't know about my secret powers. Pity I'm still built like a rake, but at least I have SOME defense. Ripped off though, the bastard doesn't even pick up the radio...
Hope you're all keeping well,
Clayton