We can have a wee wee, we can have a wet.....

I sit by the window in the front room when I'm working from home. The main disadvantage is that I can't pretend to be out and end up being the postal delivery address for the whole street as 'They are out at work. Would you mind taking this for number 14?... Number 28.... Number 3... ' and so on. I end up with my hall full of odd packages for some people I don't even know. I had a big chain saw dropped off once for Mustang Man who has had his car in pieces since he bought it. He's been doing that Mustang up for years! Maybe he wanted the saw to dismember his wife? I haven't seen her for ages now I think about it.

It was their house where those two roof men were. I ran upstairs with my camera and zoomed in from my bedroom window quite happy I'd got some sort of picture for today that didn't involve wine, Christmas trees or Bony.

I expect you are wondering what the blip title is about.

After I took this, I went back downstairs to work and thought no more of it. However, half an hour later when they were clearing up, the younger chap with the red sleeves looked around to make sure no one was looking and then had a wee against the corner of the garage!!! Now that would have made a good blip but I'd have had to blur it a bit.

The track today has my title in the lyrics. By the way, I saw Lindisfarne at Solihull Library Theatre a few years ago - Fog on the Tyne