Halloa! I fear this box may never provide a description that could ever truly satisify the definition of description.
In saying that, I'm 26, from Liverpool, with a passion for Liverpool FC, history, and Star Trek. Ahem.
I suppose I should note that I am so utterly staid that the colour beige has pursued legal action against me on a number of occasions. Damned legal obligations...
Oh, and this blog is quite probably PG-safe (I guess what constitutes PG is subjective, so probably) as I very rarely swear and don't post images of a fleshy nature.
Oh, oh, and I have a fascination (um, irrepressible obsession) with the two world wars, which is why they appear so prominently in my Tumblr. Macabre, perhaps, but it's principally centred on a desire to contribute, however insignificantly, to the "perpetuation" of those who suffered immeasurably in the wars.
Stevie’s hat-trick of camera kisses
Max Linder and his Paris in L’anglais tel que Max le parle (1914).
Lamentably (and somewhat to my chagrin), Paris was not this easy to navigate.
Star Trek: Deep Space Nine | 1993-1999
This is where the adventure is. This is where heroes are made.