By the end of the year there should be 366 pictures here denoting one thing that happened that day. Just the one.
As a overly conscientious, borderline OCD, competitive freak this is the sort of challenge that I both relish and should avoid in equal measure.
Sunday 19 February 2012
In which at my back I can always hear times winged chariot hurrying
near (or term)
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