Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Random lunchtime update


Score card from Le Trapiste visit in Alty, courtesy of MM. Lunt v pleased to have misread the menu and therefore start things of with a 2.5% fruit beer. What a hard man.

While I'm on, check out the below. Some bloke I'm playing squash against is an artist and this is on his website. Would grace any family home.


OG - fancy emailing me a bit of you artistic handiwork? I'm fairly sure of what sex the subject will be and which features will be most prominent.

7 Comments:

At 7:32 PM, Blogger Smaje said...

When I volunteered to be a still life model for that art class, I didn't realise it was going to be quite so difficult... Still, it's a good likeness.

 
At 4:11 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

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there's your art.

 
At 12:24 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

oh no, i've even resorted to posting on me own blog. the link on me name is quite good though.

by the way, i've been living a lie all these years. the pool is full of mustachioed shit-flinging reprobates with a poor sense of humour. the team to follow is united. they're greeeeeattttttttt

now, where did i put me 2.5% beer?

 
At 1:59 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

A 2.5% fruit's beer? Very impressive, Mr Lunt.

That still life shot is what my husband would have looked like in Prague (even after premium, man strength beer) if it wasn't so cold in that club. Believe me.

Joanne Acres

 
At 5:10 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I love the way the blog spot gets updated from the Lunt ski trip - excellent work Lunt. But why simply add up the percentages? Surely a 'volume weighted' adjustment needs to take place. Come on Lunt, you're the Actuary...

 
At 5:12 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm COMING TO find you, Lunt - your ASS is MINE...

 
At 11:27 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I like the way there are lots of different shaped holes in the wall in that picture.

It's like a bizzare episode of Playschool where the viewers have to guess which window the guy's big square bell-end will fit through.

 

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