Party

Fair to say, you never know what delights you'll encounter on the dance floor. The mood lighting, the lasers, the massive drum and bass beating mercilessly on your remaining ear drum... it's murder on the dance floor.

Kitchen utensils are less common than you'd imagine, so finding a breeding pair in the wild is remarkable. They can at least sieve through the comments for compassion or maybe just whisk up a waltz. They've certainly got what it takes for a proper beat.

So, not the first photo I thought I'd take with the new phone. The old one is being whisked (ahem) back to Apple for some fettling. Bless them this will be the third free repair in two years... can't fault the walled garden.