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hello and welcome.

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kinda gross kinda hilarious.

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look at that little bee in the hive. can there be two queen bees? we had an argument over who was gold and who was silver then i stated i was platinum. the casie raymi show might make you want to blow your brains out, like jersey shore, therefore it is compelling television.

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ripped’er good the nite prior and still showed up and did our thing thang. other hangover partiers from the night prior who couldn’t do the same, tsk tsk and you bet your ass ‘dems fightin’ words haha. you know who you are. casie was the perfect little hostess. love her.

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my little brosz7ki showed up with the best christmas present for me ever, a hangover. which means one beer in and it’s hilarious town. it’s the gift that keeps on giving, your big polish mouth. i made his salmon bagel with extra love just for that.

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admiring and doting on the sixteen year old little raymi (daniel) who showed up, first too, and he’s so shy it was adorable so can i get you a beer? i ask, he’s like no, i’m sixteen. uh whoops guess not then how about some pancakes? no problem. casie and i are going to host a getting laid symposium for all the social media guys out there. it’s really simple, really. it’s called MANNING UP and quittin’ with this shyness shit. fyi look how motherly i look i just came from my warm kitchen with snowflakes floating slowly by the window over the sink and i was baking you cookies and listening to all of your worries and then i gave you a big reassuring hug.

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what a brunch for him eh? ambush! stay in school kid!

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taking my personal trainer‘s order and pretty much everything he ordered was f’d up. not my fault. bailey punched it in and i told her every (diva) specification james laid out for me. peameal grilled not flat top, tomatoes not potatoes and three ridiculous super well done scrambled eggs. he sent it back. you’ll see. oh bother.

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hangover section.

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little meower wendi shows up with a present that i did not understand at all until i was cooking. SMRT.

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microphone tongs i TOTALLY needed these and they’re EXACTLY what i’ve always wanted i woke up that morning and was trying to decide what one object (if any) could make my life complete. bingo!

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i’m really good at pretending right? hahah. that’s stew i’m blocking.

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fyi it’s mean to give someone something in a wine gift bag that isn’t a bottle of wine.

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stew goes over his order that took me forever to get out for him cos there were a few orders for “real” customers in the way first, while james talks shit in my ear about whatever. i am learning how to tune him out.

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see! evidence. writing it all down. meanwhile stew looks like the ring. which is the movie where their faces get erased in pictures?

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pancakes and bacon. simple. last to get his food hahaha. more people kept arriving and somehow got their way more complicated orders ahead of poor daniel.

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one of many valuable life lessons i’m sure he gleaned yesterday. just give me a second to make up some kind of funny irrelevant life lesson he could’ve learned um, waiting around with urban hungover creative go-getting types at brunch is enriching can’t possibly narrow it down to one singular lesson. there. it’s called the future. soak it in.

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the man himself tony checking in on us kids.

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again with the white bread and heavy mayo. i guess some people can just eat garbage and look great forever.

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shawn (spelled the right way, same as my brother) arrives.

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of course.

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order punching time.

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my coworkers. columbia on the right was snappy at me, i liked it. i kept trying to get him to eat scraps, none of them would. so professional.

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cupcake cake concoction. super heavy on the icing. like i need more to spazz out by.

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i had a slice because i am a pig but more so it’s rude to deny cake you didn’t ask for for some reason. bad form and manners.

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mr. ward rolls on in and i’m talking more shit to someone else and you can see a guy eyeballing me curiously albeit skeptically against the wall there.

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maybe he was looking at this.

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remember when i was a smart person? that ended around grade 8.

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fun fun fun. i kept going ok now what, now what, done, now what. next? what’s next? over-eager helper spazz.

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brunch is easy to cook it’s very straightforward but left to my own devices i’d have to actually train and learn where everything in the kitchen lives. i don’t think brunch on a sunday is easy or fun though.

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columbia kept going hot stuff behind you meaning don’t move suddenly even though i’d be standing stock still like a mummy not even flinching so it started to get on my nerves a little i then decided it was rippin’ time for columbia. not one of my jokes went over well and then i had to do the defensive paranoia back pat pedal my way out of whatever insulting thing i just said. being me is exhausting especially in high stress moments.

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sending it back. no one is willing to take responsibility for it (they never do in the service industry) so basically it was james’ fault. yes.

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the first thing i said this morning in training was like, of ALL the orders to f up that’s the last one to f up. at least it’s funny. to me.

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cracking his own pepper. diva. what is stew showing me on his phone? oh and i see mr. nus too.

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casie giving april stink eye looks like. kidding. think it’s camera guy stink eye.

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i wonder if my left arm is going to atrophy pressed against my body like that like that guy norm macdonald always impersonated on snl, which president? that’s my I AM THINKING arm. oh hi christine.

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i was a machine. no one believed i was actually cooking their food. what the hell did you think i was doing up there the entire time exactly in that apron, doing my nails?

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my nicoise salad mmmmmmmm favourite. put it down and went right back to work.

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making a benny boom for stew. salmon eggs florentine basically. BENNY BOOM 10.99
Nanuk smoked salmon, fresh baby spinach yum.

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bean salad. i love the little ramicans. fancy. the extra class presentation mile pays off instead of having sloppy wet beans all over the plate. see how columbia is hawk-eyeing my steez jeez guy it’s just bean salad relax ahaha.

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shoving my way by.

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so fast you can’t even get a clear picture. having central flashbacks now.

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i even bussed tables. what other employee shows up on time with a film crew, does all this then blogs about it? um, employee of the month plaque please to go along with my microphone tongs shadow box.

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mmm starving.

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april you have amazing brows.

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i love those paintings.

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party time excellent.

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it was a really fun time i don’t know why i stress so much.

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me and my new watch which i have to set.

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brain’s still whirring.

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aaaaand now it’s mimosa time.

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the italian way. no champagne flutes here.

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just a mini guy.

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then i saw the “fresh juice” jug the oj came out of and went to town on that. what is this beckers in minden?

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yes yes we get it raymi likes booze.

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interview wrap up i hope half the philosophies (aka smug s-talk) gets edited out. or in. who cares. the people gotta know how i see’s it.

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boom is actually located in russia.

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they’ll be expanding eventually so now’s the time to get in on the raymi gravy BOOM train and make use of that raymi D List i’ve generously extended to you. who likes discounts? your mom does. tell her i said you’re welcome.

also could you please KEEP VOTING THANK YOU from whatever other ip addresses you have available to you, it’s a close one. tweeting the url would also help. i know my haters are voting for my competitor. THANKS ASSHOLES! i do not suffer losing nicely. picture the rachel mcadams scream scene in mean girls when she realises blowhan has been feeding her bulking up chocolate bars that will be me if i lose. not pretty. also i deserve to win because i am a whore for this blog that you get to make fun of every day.

happy holidays.

you’ve been warned.

it’s really close and i don’t like that.

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look it’s me doing what i do best, holding mean girl court and getting everybody’s attention. FUN.

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look it’s me wearing my toms shoes that everybody makes fun of (jealously) every time i (rarely) wear them (not the season) someone says YOU ARE SUCH A F–ING HIPSTER. if i knew they were such a big deal in that regard maybe i wouldn’t have bought them. not true, they were massively discounted and i cannot avoid sales. i feel like i’ll stop breathing if i don’t buy that beautiful for sale thing.

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just wanted to let you know that you should look at this. -management.

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time to go home.

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soon.

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totally not loaded.

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miss you like a hole in the head, sayonara!

also would it kill you to leave a comment JESUS.

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here i am last nite oh i guess you figured that out already from my video before. how do you like your brains, scrambled?

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here i am relieved today is all over. so wound up i could have sprinted a block. i was meant to be a super lazy waste of space OR the complete opposite, like a person on an assembly line, go go go go go. just keep barking at me til closing time. that’s april. i made her breakfast and for lots of real customers too. actually i made everyone’s food today who came and it was free sorry if you missed it.

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hahahha. last nite casie and i sat front row at the rivoli with nick our asian chaperone cool guy, not the same asian in this photo, that’s shawn hawaii. he also has style. but anyway we were total mean girls at the front and threw everybody’s game off and/or were incorporated into all their jokes seriously just sitting there made everybody nervous. one guy was like, hi judges. sean ward was super good last nite at that holiday jam. i played the drums. ambushed everyone from behind like i was fucking aerosmith they were doing a social media gathering hug a la band aid no live aid and i started blamming on the drums behind them on stage and they collectively were like WHAT THE F– about to reem out whatever xyz drummer was ruining their sing-a-long they turn around and SURPRISE it’s ol’raymbo. kept a beat, someone freestyled and then it was outtie.

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shawn brought us watches i demanded the my melody one, casie got hello kitty. such a gentleman. thanks for the champagne at the drake buddy.

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casie got to devirginize my steve madden dress. no spilling!

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happy birthday BOOM!

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come on edie lets go.

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libraries to talk loud in. books to dog ear.

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i am 89.9% stressed out in this photo.

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here, no stress. i am 89.9% wasted in this photo.

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casie has way better photos than me can you pester her to get me them so we can stare at my dress which shockingly wasn’t spilled on.

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hoo-ya.

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those tights were so worth it casie.

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feelin’ narnia up in hurr.

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somehow i got a massive rip up my inner left stocking. sigh.

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see right there. no, ignore it i mean. like my spider legs? imagine those bad boys wrapped around your ass in bed. they call me the black widow.

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we lured the door guy into taking our picture multiple times. you know they want to and all you have to do is play it real coy and naive then ten pictures later they’re over it.

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who’s sugar?

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and who’s spice?

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the drake is covered in lennon right now, how is that, why is that? dad you gotta see it. i thought i was hallucinating.

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this looks familiar. there’s pic of me doing this with casie at hemmingways and i’m wearing hearts undies too. should do a side by side.

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christine looks like a cute little bug aw.

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it’s ok we all know what i look like.

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i love comedy. i love activities and being entertained, laughing. so good for the soul.

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i was telling a story about how my parents accused me of being a lesbian for wearing a tie to school in grade seven and how i was casually sitting all defiantly dykey in the livingroom, no, i’m not a lesbian but so what if i was! they gasped. i said it was pretty lesbian of me, i was lying all kd lang’ed out with my tie smiting them so casie copied my mannerism and then in a following we are mistresses of the universe rant she said if anyone messed with me she was going to kd lay(ng) them out. consider yourself warned.

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as much i love to own the blond sometimes it makes me extremely uncomfortable you see people’s judgments about you before you even have a chance to sit down.

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dinner was fun and nice. had the holiday vibe. good will towards men level shit.

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A+.

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i was very nervous about the soy sauce overflowing wasabi soup i made and my white skirt i asked for lots of napkins and was like duh, look at this shit do you want me spilling on myself in your restaurant you guys should be very nervous for me right now and bring me an apron.

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sake bombs.

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that’s the money and the first one she took and it’s perfect why does she have to get inside your head like that and say one more. meh. more for me.

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waiting for casie. i was on time, and early! she took a cab. she lives around the corner. how much was the cab 3 dollars? awesome level lazy.

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i even waited for her to arrive. i am a gentleman.

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nut cracker anyone?

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girls dates are fun.

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that ring is impossible to do anything with so i’m giving it to my niece who has even tinier fingers than me. she’s very into pearls anything right now so here you go. maybe i’ll put it on a chain so she has that option. i still have to buy her present for christmas. i’m a perfectionist gift giver. i am obsessed. no really, you should date me.

ok listen up i need your voting help i’m not winning (it’s very close i want more of a lead) it’s very close please spread this around and vote for me in the people’s choice RAYMI THE MINX thank youuuuuuuuuuu we don’t lose ’round these parts. what do i win? nothing. not the point. love me or hate me you are addicted to this thing every day so you better feed it its ego medicine. may peace be with you, also to show my appreciation here is some behind the scenes of me being useless, charming, a diva, and cluing in to why wendi showed up with some novelty tongs for me of microphones. i need a tv coach to teach me how to remember to hold my face up i have fat kerouac face all the time when i talk ughh yes like omg i am so sick of hearing about your kerouac relation cram it down my throat more why don’t you. you sound so stupid when you repeat that in hater feeds since 2000 fyi. if it was a white trait, (dad’s side) i’d say i have fat white face. another thing i am not allowed to remind people about is that i WENT TO ENGLAND TO SCHOOL ONCE. sometimes i just want to put the internet into a massive chokehold. a one-hander.

my camera guy’s mic picked up someone talking shit about him not filming anything haha yes. dear notables, watch your mouths always and never forget the mic.

casie xoxoxoox the ever lovely reporter.

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hey do you want to come over and knit to steamy mugs of creamy tea and crackling vintage radio playing us jams to jitterbug and watusi to?

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i only wish my room was more christmas right now.

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obviously a creative sloth resides here. it’s been trashed for a month. i want to swipe everything off that dresser into a box and then pitch that in the ocean. there’s important bric a brac all over it scattered throughout so i can’t do my tom cruise dream of losing it. is it true he and kate are breaking up?

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had a great workout today. got casie in on our inq montreal new years eve party i think that’s going to be the most ridiculous travel party clusterfuck since wakestock. so so so excited like never before for new years eve i feel like collectively no one ever looks forward to it. i need a good stress blow out.

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here i am in my new second skin. i also keep walking by my new skirts and smiling and sighing at them ahahahahaha ahhhh dreamy. women feel on top of shit when they have a good outfit and we can control the world like obviously this is going to be a success because i am wearing louboutins DUH. i mean obviously.

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hey guys i’m here collecting for the paper.

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new nudey headband.

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my hair is actually even more blond now if you can believe it to be possible.

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someone take me on a leafs date holy shit already. you can wear this and i’ll wear something a little more figure revealing.

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practicing lookin’ young. i will be 28 at the end of march. BOOM. actually, native richard gere said i look younger than 27. though i dunno how someone 13 years older is allowed to say something like that or is he pulling my leg. maybe older guys know about this kind of thing.

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love it. dad loved it too. i was paid to hype this before i’d even seen it or before it came to theatres. they got their money back cos i went, then rented it, i’ve seen it many times and THEN i bought it. i stand behind the shit i promote.

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doused myself in this one this morning. love it. will be giving both away. sad about it. GREEDLOR MUST BE SLAYED.

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put the biotherm away too. no extra spending. i hate this. painted nails red as seen above to match red lipstick i plan to wear tonight for raymi heartbreaker outfit crawl.

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see?! seduced. not my fault.

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oh god. the little ones they were out of otherwise who knows what i might have come out of there with. there’s a four pack of them though at other locations. no thanks i want the big shakers.

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look how light my brows so brassy i’m going to use the blue conditioner on them in the shower now to amp it up even more.

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exact moment christmas $$$$$$tress kicked in.

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empties memories. i’ve bought many fancy high fallutin’ french wines at my dad’s.

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and that great mezcal too. this wine is amazing.

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this label is so beautiful. sighh.

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one big box of pretension coming right up! pimm’s! sake! brut! haha. each bottle is representative of every weekend or cluster of days spent at my dad’s this summer. it’s like an alcoholic manic depressive creative time capsule right there. every time i’ve decided FU city. i don’t know if this is defeat or victory. a bit of both i think.

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this guy is also a time capsule. we’re letting his hair in for once. such a little beast.

now i have an announcement to make no fucking around anymore i mean serious business here !! tonight you will find casie and i having our reunion monday (it’s monday right?) night shit show celebration at The Horseshoe for corey‘s 26th birthday party AND sean ward‘s electric christmas 2 jam.

the rollover sister party to this is tomorrow’s Holiday Brunch Party at BOOM 808 college street location. i’ll be doing my thing in the kitchen right out there in the open for yi’zall to see. it will be filmed. you will be blogged it will be great. couldn’t decide on egg nog (with rum) or mimosas so i think we’re doing both. let me know in the comments if you’re gonna be there. happy to be in the city i love leaving it and i love coming back.

and at midnight sasquatchenan time the voting begins for people’s choice which i qualified for the top 5 of for 2010 CWAs (canadian weblog awards) please vote for this guy thank you. i’m also up for lifetime achievement too. if i don’t win that i will be super pissed. heheh.

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two seconds in my dad basically was like ok gotta buy stuff in secret so we split up and went our separate ways. as if! you don’t want me bossing you around anymore rattling on like a neurotic bitch? coulda fooled me.

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giddy-uppa. had to have it. completely stressed to the max it only sunk in on the way to the mall that xmas is next weekend. no biggie right it’s only like the equivalent of every single person you know’s birthday all on the same fucking day, some before that cos you don’t see them all at once. iiiintense. to cope with this stress bomb (i am severely high strung) i blow a good two to three hundred dollars on myself on outfits i plan to wear around the holiday time whilst stress drinking through all the money i’ll be spending at various holiday parties. i’ll get everyone’s presents on a last minute gift card buying frenzy.

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if you wear a dress like this you can keep it together more, mentally, i feel. especially at the apex of the party you’re hosting when you sit in something red and saucy or more realistically, a drunkard will slosh you in red wine and you’ll be very understanding about it but no, fuck that, this year, you spill on me and princess street is sending a maw’fuck’n dry cleaning bill courtesy of paying me right there on the fucking spot.

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bought one for my ma and i. this will end in three various ways. we should vote. 1. i keep them both for myself. 2. i give one to her and to someone else (the wiser choice) 3. i keep one for me and give one to my mom. i couldn’t help it. the display seduced me so much. i took many pictures. i wondered why no one stopped me i could be a competing store’s sleuth. meh.

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i just love it. i have so many new tights to wear all winter long it’s skirts dresses tights. i’m making up for lost slob times. next goal is to tackle heels.

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this guy too. i also bought a delicate cardi printed in army camouflage quite the juxtaposition. like skulls on high end sweaters and total square rich girls. funny.

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put on too much red wiped off but more or less bought the same shade cheaper. and gloss.

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alarm red. rimmel. sale.

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peachy pink. have adorable ensemble mapped out. raymi’s guide to heartbreaker.

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oh yes. burlington, take a bow. it’s an homage to his dead son. motorcycle accident. there’s a harley light too with the son’s name. nothing like the grief of a parent.

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the packaging. i am on a huge perfume kick. i go through bottles quickly. one of raymi’s snake charming tricks.

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my lunch. no butter or mayo. i’m being strict. i have to be fit for NYE in montreal. i’m going to be a fuckin’ lightning bolt come then. i am stressed out of my mind right now after this post i am going to assault the exercise bike in the basement until my zune dies. like, an hour at least.

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um that duck has seen better days.

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yikes, yesterday. i was pretty sick yesterday. i think it turned into an infection, briefly. but now it thankfully seems to be lifting i didn’t expect it to come and overtake me yet again i have this thing where i think i am invincible.

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aw little buddy is feeling the tree.

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oh yes. top plaid pants you lumberjacks.

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grandpa’s mug.

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then i played hacky sack.

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and stood around with my hands in my pockets some.

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my dad made that in preschool he tells me every year. excuse me while i call the burlington news and inform them of a feat of such magnitude.

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i bought that. it’s on a tiny silver hanger. adorable.

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talkin to my bro on my inq phone.

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this outfit isn’t as seinfeldy. lookin good pops.

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friday night.

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delicious.

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being fascinated by someone i’ve studied for twenty seven years, that being my dad, i wonder what went through his head when he settled on finlandia vodka for me. how bold! he’s a coors light guy, total routine, and has a daughter like me where the more out there, the better. i wonder who he thinks he is impressing here, himself or me. i could actually just turn to him and ask right now but i think it’s funnier if he just reads it here then emails me about it.

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yeah. i gave him like three seconds notice i was coming by. i think he went grocery shopping at a gas station. or pharmacy. we stopped at shoppers when he grabbed me from the station. they don’t sell salads there.

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so i had this weird steamery bowl type thing. ahh gimmicks.

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did show this picture yet? i forget.

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this perfect family stressed me out. also my niece looks exactly like that. she is perfect.

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magic. redd is the best. if you go this week and say raymi sent you you’ll get a huge hook up.

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my hair is very delicate and well, precious? yes. totally. if i let you paw at it it’s something special. hehheh. i bought a new headband today for 2 dollars from h&m. i’m telling you i went crazy in that mall i have spending money adrenaline. i’m fine it’s fine everything’s fine haha. everything i buy for myself is an investment anyway and a tool. there.

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oh tony i want to squeeze you until you burst. such a cute man and mouthy, good mouthy, very smart.

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i began our meeting with a little speech haha yes i make speeches now that’s what i do. i tried to do one at my melucas stewart INQNYE meeting i think it’s comedic to be a pisstank faux self congratulatory scholar dickhead thanking the moon and the stars and the dark leather hardcover books in your posh home den library and thank people for stuff which essentially forces them into a thanking you right back corner. that or i am totally losing my mind right now and that is a picture of my vodka fresh oj and it was delicious. hair of the dog section on the menu fyi at boom. very smart guy, that tony.

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my colleague and i sometimes secretly share a cookie prior to my motion room workouts and then when we do food-related business, he orders shit like this. that sausage has been positively violated.

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at least it’s salmon not peameal. i didn’t eat many of the potato wedges. maybe they’ll make a raymi menu.

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made myself my own double americano poured into my empty starbucks americano cup i showed up there with and that lady’s head did a 360 degree rotation when i marched behind the bar there without prior consent or warning. tony said i’m just like all the self entitled uh i have to start censoring myself heheh it’s not bad just, unfortunately i have a big mouth.

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everything’s cool ma’am, i’m a professional.

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check that eye contact. a showdown.

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i warmed her heart.

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and poured cognac into my americano to irish that shit up. i poured too much. by the time we left i was buzzed and said to everyone sitting down, guys, i am drunk. ahahahahha. it was friday. i work very hard. zzzzz.

ok exercise bike time to pedal out those demons i bought a red hoodie too i love it, fave colour and i look like the ET kid on the cover and am about to recreate that shit down in the basement why it never occurred to me to drag that bike out before here makes me feel pretty stupid about now but anyway let me tell you what else i bought today. um, a dvd of In Bruges. dad’s never seen it we’re going to watch it after i bike.

you can hear clem screaming all over this. his fave song to blast at last call at central every friday is old man look at my life. i bet he plays that on rotate and bawls in his condo.

it’s a total guydentity-crisis anthem.

it gets good halfway thru. a nice little zoom up. thanks alison. dad keeps calling me raymi winehouse.

this is my favourite song to sing with my dad. dr. robert facebook page like it.

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dear raymi

so something happened to me last night that made me feel like writing you. following your blog, i like that despite your breakup, you kept going. you went out, got out there, made each day a story, you didnt let something so huge bring you down. you refused to wallow in your heartbreak. (i was not heartbroken) you made it a point to make your narrative something worth living for. or that’s how i see it and i have great admiration for you because of this.

d***

Ill reply longer later when I can. Dating sucks. I hate men now. Ugh. Hang in there fight the good fight. Xoxo can I blog this? Ill keep u anon

For sure, thx for reading it.

just be lucky it’s over now. don’t delude yourself in the future. always have the upper hand in a relationship and always be the one who is loved more, slightly, if you can manage it as callous as that sounds i’ve been hearing this a lot lately and while i don’t entirely agree with it there is always a slight unbalance in a relationship. one is better looking, smarter, younger, more established, better pedigree, social status, wittier, charming, you know? it doesn’t mean one is better than the other but to ignore the thing of leagues in our dating world would just be ignorance. if you’re an 8 and he’s an 8.5 or a 7.9 you must do things to offset the gap like, making him feel insecure some of the time. guys do it to girls non-fucking-stop, never-ending mind fucks and stonewalling to make us desperate and wild for them. i’m too old to tolerate that anymore or act like i don’t know what’s going on. i’m glad for every experience i’ve had with men, long term, long distance, long winded, long enough. my perception of the world is now vastly different. i was a progressive youth, in fact, i pretty much missed out on adolescence altogether for all my cavorting with yuppies back then which is why i am regression city these days. i never dated before really, well maybe i sort of did if you can consider many sloppy serial monogamous relationships one after the other whilst cheating on every single one dating then yes, i have dated before. there is no instruction manual for dating and relationships especially when you’re too self aware of what’s going on in your life and way less rose-tinted glasses now as a late 20’s/early-mid thirties chick. we have no more room to fuck around really if we are anything short of a control freak workaholic perfectionist yupster and so, the fun days of dating broke artists are over and should be avoided but every so often we are known to go there. i say i can’t be one of these stressed out bitches working so hard to make it or break it and i do a good job jumping through all the urban hoops and bla blah and i go home at night and in my big empty bed staring up at my glow in the dark star covered ceiling with my mind racing about all the crap i have to do by friday during the week because that is what my life is turning into and if i don’t get a boyfriend soon to absorb all of my worries i am going to just get squirlier and bitchier. sorry i made your letter about me i don’t ever really know what comfort one is seeking from me, i find that simply just talking can be good enough. we’re all gems and no we will not die alone.

my friend said i’m actually a hardcore feminist what with all my philosophies and how i do but it’s a double standard against me as a woman, and well, duh. but i do it anyway and so should all other ladies. fight the power take it back et cetera lets go to lilith fair yaaaaaa!

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Hello. Bonsoir Raymi.

Strangely enough, I just got back from a band practice (I live in London, UK) and was watching a film called ‘The Escapist’ (pretty decent flick) and in that film there’s a bit with an abandoned London underground station – which to me looked kinda cool – so I typed ‘abandoned train stations’ into Google and your blog came up. I never read blogs, but I read a bit of yours and it was pretty cool/intriguing, if not a little fucked up in places. I thought I would email and say…..good job…jolly good job, old chap.

Flattered thanks hi!

Yeah, the blog entry that came up when typing ‘abandoned train stations’ was one from 2004, so I kinda thought it would’ve been a ‘deceased’ blogging website. But then I noticed the archives on the right going way up to 2010……and there you were, still chugging away. 10 years of it. Tenacity.

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