Deary me! I have been away from the blog on a very long period of "notbeingbotheredness" and I think it's suffered. I've probably lost all of my readership... I just hope I can get them back somehow.

COME BACK!

That should do it!

But now... to celebrate my return, I am going to show you something that may disturb. May make you cry. And will most probably hurt your belly...

Old school photographs...

And they're not a pretty site! Having recently searched the draws of the study desk for some reason, I came across, yes, old school photographs.

First, we have a class photo from year 1, in 1995:

Yeah he's cool!

But then I stumbled across the class photo from two years later, 1997. Towards the end of year 2 I got my first pair of glasses, because I couldn't see the blackboard.

Look what it caused in year 3. We all complain about how bad our school photos are. It's almost a tradition for them to be awful. But this is ridiculous!

OH SWEET MOTHER OF PEARL - WHAT IS THAT?!

Don't blame me, blame the glasses! They did it! They made me fat and nerdy! It wasn't me! *sobs*

So there you have it. The definition of bad-photos. At least I don't look like that now.