That's what friends are for...

Last night in the pub I was twice asked to close my eyes and hold out my hands. The madness is spreading and two of my friends risked looking like hobos in order to supply the next two gloves in my rapidly expanding collection. Not sure if they would enjoy being named so I'll wait to check with them before thanking them by name. Thanks ladies!

Found somewhere, 13 November 2010

Found on Geenside Place, 13 November 2010