When I was seven (almost eight!, so it was 20 years ago), we moved with parents to the same flat I'm in right now. We went to the church pictured above - a building, that looks as far as possible from a standard catholic church, but it was the closest one. It had a one great advantage, though - an organist with magnificent voice! It was a great pleasure to listen to that man.
Or at last my mum says so, since I don't remember... ;)
Taken during my way from work, since I had to be home earlier today. We went to our traditional Tuesday Push or Die with longboard crew - but we started earlier, since it was getting dark already around 6 p.m.
We had some fun with Shanti, our new dog for whom we're temporary parents, who now sleeps at my feet, tired (at last!). Of course we went for a quick beer after pushing, and after returning home I could at last play some Witcher... :)