Cloth

This is the cloth that I use as a duster in the office. A bit like a cloud I can sometimes see shapes in its randomness. At the moment it is bringing "Oh Whistle and I'll Come to You, My Lad" to my mind, which would be spooky if it was a bit bigger.

Ticket to Mumbai is in my hand. Means flying out early Sunday morning, but weekends are for wimps.