Last Chance To Dance

Greetings, oh brethren of funk. I am typing this prior to a big old New Year's shindig in Amman, Jordan, and then getting on a plane at some ungodly hour very early tomorrow morning to travel back to old London Taan, innit, where hordes of hip happening houris will happily huzzah upon the return of self and GGF.

2006 has been a year of great growth, a year which has given me great opportunities, expanded both my social and business horizons, and at the same time brought me close once again to the roots of art. It has also been a year of many hospital visits and I am sincerely hoping that 2007 ticks nicely along without any more of those cute medical dramas.

Now such is the fickle finger of Web 2.0, that my main Moblog is about to close it's doors and delete my entire photo archive. So for those of you who want a last look at the 400 or so photos which I've taken in the last couple of years, please make this your final experience of 2006 - making sure you download any you want before they are all consigned to data heaven.

Zut alors, arrivederci, salaam, thanks for being real, and see you on the other side.