A new Facebook page because… well, just because. Seriously, I’m feeling slightly paranoid the way Facebook seem to know everything about you and then try to sell you sofas from that little shop in your local town. Despite you insisting you live in The Swamp where there are no sofas, just beds of algae and a few prehistoric monsters.
Oh wait, Gator insists she’s not a monster. Prehistoric, yes. Monster, no. I guess I’ll have to credit her that although after our recent visit to the dentist and the missing persons report subsequently filled on the fellow I suppose others might disagree.
Our new profile picture: