Guttered

Work, work, work.

I got a phone call in the afternoon from the camera shop which had sent off my G9 to Canon, saying it had been returned. I told them I couldn't make it in today, but would call in at some stage tomorrow.

I nipped out to the shops for grocery essentials at some stage during the day. That's when I saw these forlorn autumn leaves at the side of the road. Not a good Blip day.