My 50th birthday present.

Thinking about life, death and the self.

I mentioned the seagull-feeding. Now I feel bad as the seagulls are very keen on cheesy biscuits, but if I feed them, the crows don't get...

Where is my heart?

CD looking magnificent.

I feel low. Cold. Alone. There is absence downstairs.

What is there to say?

Buji loves a box. Any box.

Cool photo, don't you think?

It was sudden. From weak back legs to back legs gone, panting and pain. We went to the vet and... I can't even type it. I prayed to my...