Grade Six graduation today. Bloody hell, they grow up quickly. Seems like last week they were in JK.
Time. Fuck. It's enough to make you cry.
I do cry. On the sly, mind. Inside. But nearly all the time. Over one thing or another.
Oh, sweet jeebus, I've enjoyed my time here.
Pass me the tissues, Llewellen. And a frosty brew, lad.
Now, let's do some serious reminiscing.
You start; I have something in my eye.
3 years ago