Closed Gates

Another miserable day weather wise and an uneventful one blip, or any other, wise. Tess had spotted the bindweed taking a hold on next door's old gates earlier in the week and, as I haven't taken part in Derelict Sunday for a while, here you have them - with a bit of vintage treatment.

Thinking about it, this seems a rather appropriate image for our country at the end of this week - perhaps subconsciously that's why I chose it.

A swim this morning, a bit of food shopping, then looking for a new shirt for a wedding next week.