Peasant, Pleasant, Pheasant

I hauled the vacuum cleaner out from under the stairs, protesting loudly as it hasn't seen the light of day for a while.  That's what Blip does to you, it takes over your life to the exclusion of everything else.  Well no more, the housework has to be done.

I also had a very pleasant walk up to the village, photographed a cottage that is being re-thatched and which I could have blipolared today, walked down the snicket and into the park.  I did intend to photograph the old manor house but as I sneaked down the windy, private road I could see a lady working in her garden and chickened out.  So near, yet so far.

I spotted this chap making a bolt for it as I made my way home, and although it isn't particularly sharp decided it would do for today.  The title seemed quite good as a tongue twister.