Finally got around to framing my Contiki group photos.

Caution there is no escape from work.
Me and my father.
This is part 9 of the series, with my 7th time in London. (Err Camden, and Westminster) The title of this post will make sense later in this post. We are on September 7th as this portion of the story begins. I arrived by bus to the Victoria coach station, where I found a pay phone…
It looks like Word-Bird has been murdered on Bayside Dr.
Poor kitty is locked out of the room and lonely for the long dark night. #catsofinstagram #poorkitty
Game night with Catés and Tony