Morsels

It's not a patch on Trev's Kelpie and the spider shot. But it was this or a bike part macro after installing the bottom bracket and chainset onto the Cotic X tonight.

Busy night actually, dinner made; kitchen cleaned; floor mopped; brownies baked; shopping fetched; bedroom tidied; bathroom cleaned... Tutted at for putting the little wastepaper bin back down too noisily. Sometimes you've just got to realise you can't ever do enough right. Generally a woman is involved in that realisation. I think it's how we're kept on our toes and stopped from believing we might actually be getting somewhere...

Tomorrow morning sees a breakfastless schlump out the door to go looking for the Kingfishers again before work, after Monday's blip, and Daveh's escalation. Friends who live nearby have said they'll meet me, armed with coffee, and potentially bacon rolls. Which would be nice...

And it's Friday, woo hoo! I might be enjoying my work, but by eck the weekends are still to be looked forward to.