Hail, the mighty sporkife ...

Making last minute preparations for the start of my GR10 trek I realised I was missing the all important spork.

What joy then to find in my favourite outdoor shop not only sporks in assorted colours BUT some clever bugger has now come up with a spork case to keep them clean and tidy in the backpack.

AND, these particular sporks also have a serrated edge, so in fact they are more of a knoroon or a sporkife.

I fecking love kit.

East London Life

Cheerfully pedalling to work this morning, enjoying a modest summer's day along the canals, I was slowed by a 'Divers at Work' sign in the middle of the towpath. As I passed I cheerfully waved at the divers and cheerfully asked:

'Hello lads, lovely day for it. What are you looking for?'.

They responded, somewhat lacking in cheer:

'Murder weapon'.

Not such a lovely day then for some poor bugger. And I cycled on.