Welcome comrades to totalfeckineejit.com an intermittent diary and /or ramblings of a third- rate, or aspiring ,depending on your perspective on life, poet/photographer.
Tonight it is dark (natch) and lashing rain, ideal conditions for the creation of poetry, so I am off now to create. Slan leat. By the way the time is 12.30 am wed, so I haven't a clue why it says 4.13 pm below, unless Dr Who is right and time is wibbly wobbly stuff. On second thoughts not so , time is one eternal moment that we pass through at our own pace so any time you choose at all will be just fine.