Fat finger strikes again

For once I couldn't face trawling about a wet and windy city in search of a blip at lunchtime.

So Shortie was my stand-in. Only she doesn't stop moving or talking. Even in her sleep.

This is post-Brownies, with a quick snack before bed, while reading.

"Fat finger" refers to the fact that I somehow got my finger in front of the flash - which, as it's pretty fierce, gave it a bit more of a diffuse effect.