Self Portrait

Valentine's Day and had to drive down from Manchester to a beautiful little village in Surrey. What a mistake!! Stuck on the M40 motionless for 90 minutes. Finally got to the hotel in pitch blackness at 9:30 and still no firm idea for a blip.

My wife reckons it will help my training if I try to take a self portrait.

So after a hasty meal in the hotel and a couple of gin and tonics (to help me digest the lager), I started the attempt.

Nothing worked properly, and I finally fell asleep in disgust.........

.........the camera must have taken pity on me and done it for me.

Now that's what I call automation!