Holy Cotton Buds :: cleaning up Gotham's finest

Remarkably few crisp bags and sweetie wrappers in the footwell of my 70's Batmobile, considering the last time Spring clean must be a good 35 years ago.

The Caped Crusader and Boy Wonder seemed remarkably nonplussed about being allowed out of the car to stretch their tights for the first time since the Silver Jubilee.

Yes, it's Friday and I've cleared my desk early, you may be able to tell that I've done everything on today's list. Next up, I've got a small pot of pencils that need sharpening. No rush though.