Through the fire

..there is probably a land where life isn't such hard work! I spent a few minutes taking some shots this morning; an hour this evening trying to process one before giving up because there were too many layers; more time blipping the fire and fiddling with the resulting shots. I had just about decided on one when I heard an awful washing-machine sound in the hall. Bomble, who had spent the evening lying dopily on CleanSteve's knee in front of the fire, ejected his supper all over the rug, and left the building.

When I got to the actual washing machine as opposed to the regurgi-cat model, I found a load of massage towels in it that I had forgotten to hang out to dry! So, I will do that now and go to bed, because the cold weather has set in, and today isn't going to get much better. Tomorrow, on the other hand...

Thanks for so many comments on my Jackie blip yesterday! I am sorry to be neglecting comments at the moment, but I am struggling right now. I am one of the Uk's 3 million under-employed, with extra bits of work tacked on here and there from other sources. Some days I feel the grind.