
It's not quite the 18th yet, but here's a birthday present anyhow for all two of my loyal blog readers.
This is a top my girlfriend bought for me one day - it says Mr Grumpy for those who can't make it out - and it may or may not be true.
Sadly, there's no such Mr Men character as a Mr #$%@ing Surly, so this was the closest top.
Not that I'm *always* a curmudgeon of epic proportions, just that I can do a pretty laughable job of not being pissed off.
Thanks to Richie for the professional studio shot that was taken for work's in-house magazine.
Obviously the face won't be blurred in that shot, but I don't think everyone in cyberspace should be subject to gazing upon my face...