Being at a complete fork in the road in my life makes a selby update like this put a smile on my face.
It's sort of how I picture my 'thing' one day..... a totally imperfect place, messy within reason, making a home out of things previously loved and self-made. Big dog. Time to paint. Cooking, relaxing, enjoying it all. A barn-turned-woodshop. City life for a bit, but then THIS.
Something to look forward to.
Anyway, he's a photographer and she's a model. So I guess that makes it slightly more glamourous. And ironic. Not quite 'Green Acres', but close enough. You have to love our generation and the way we can mix the mundane with the bleeding-edge so successfully.
It's our thing, no big deal.
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ps- My grandfather has almost that exact jockey statue in his garden so I'd be all over having one. He had a name.....! I'll have to get back to you.