The Little Miss was full of frustration tonight. She had just been to the hairdressers ahead of a party which will have lots of people she doesn't know at it. I do remember going to the hairdressers and hating everything they had done whilst having asked for a change. The change is almost unnoticeable and is very lovely, but she isn't sure, doesn't like it, it's not what she asked for......

By tomorrow morning she will be back to her usual bouncy self. The party will have been a great success and she will have met some very interesting people, but there is absolutely no telling her that just now.

Otherwise it has been a quiet day. No rain - but no sun either. I rushed to the allotment this morning whilst all were sleeping and I rushed back for an hour this evening before the midges came hunting. There are no crops to speak of but there is that air of calm, stillness which my head enjoys so much.

Blast, and of course I forgot to turn up the ISO in my attempts to try and straighten her little chops! Ah well, there's always tomorrow - eh Harry?