This morning I had a scrap with my cat. Now I have two cuts on my wrist that make me look either suicidal or a fan of self harming.
Things like this tickle me. They’re examples of why you should never judge a book by its cover. My trainers are another example. They’re old and tatty. If you saw them, you’d think I was too poor to buy new ones and you’d be right, but that’s beside the point. I have had two other pairs of new trainers since these ones “broke” and these are still more comfortable than others. I tried to find some nice Nike replacements, but apparently retro 80′s style trainers in garish colours are the current fashion and I’m too old and boring to pull that look off.
Adrian is a self-proclaimed geek with a love for all things tech (except Apple products). He works in the SEO industry for a living and loves how it's constantly changing and evolving. He finds social media fascinating, but is also enthralled by all sorts of other things including Android, VW's, gaming and being a Dad.
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You’re still flapping about in those trainers?