Belt

After 13 years of hard service, being worn on a daily basis, today my trusty 'stallion' belt came apart.

This may appear a trivial thing, but in my drab old life it's a disaster, besides it keeps my trousers up.

So here it is - my trusty belt, with it's manly red yarn repair, ready to serve at least another ten years. And yes I did the repair myself (OK that may be obvious from how poorly it's made) - done whilst Wendy was out belly dancing.