socks...

sometimes forgotten...

and often lost...

but you can have a lot of fun with socks...

you can get really crazy coloured ones...

my aunty knits me those kinds...

or be prim and proper with an argyle print...

be frivolous with a pair of socks...

and its like a secret no one will know...

unless you follow the trend of showing your socks...

depending on how daring you want to be...

so this is what happens when one opens...

the back of the camera...

you leak light on to your image...

you feel really naughty doing it...

like you've just stolen a cookie...

or smoked a cigarette for the first time...

a naughty act that fills you with satisfaction...

birthday treats...

the view we had when eating a huge...

chicken schnitzel sandwich...

my birthday cake from a french patisserie...

in the rocks...

pure chocolate heaven...

ta huw...

and just like a prodigal son I've returned...

ozland is an interesting place...

similar and yet so far removed fromour quintessentially english...

way of life...

the land scape is beautiful...

and the fruit is so colourful...

maybe because itssummer...

but at the moment colour just seems to leap out...

even when it's 'grey'...

that is a colour after all...