Sunday marked the turning of another year. 33. I remember as a kid it seemed to take forever for a year to pass. Now I just close my eyes for a few minutes and a month has rocketed by. Frightening. As you can see from the picture, one birthday gift was a chainsaw. OK, I know, there's no actual practical value for a bloke in suburbia to own a chainsaw but I have a penchant for powertools (what guy doesn't?) and firm aspirations for farming.
What better way to test out the new
toy tool than to cut the birthday cake?
...and how good were the All Blacks on Saturday night's Bledisloe Cup? :-)