Up in smoke...

In the background you can see Peel Tower... Ary climbed to the top after I dragged him round a shoe shop the sort of shoe shop where the shoes are available in an adult size 12. I waited at the bottom after I managed to drop my bag... not content with my own war wounds I managed to inflict injury on Darcy. He's sick. The lights are on but no-one is home. It's made me very sad this evening but I'm sure he'll live.

I liked the smoke coming out of the factories in Ramsbottom so I pulled in to take some pics. If this is the last real photo for a while I predict an increase in the wetlegs series then it's a good one to go out on for me. The light was lovely and for the first time I think I have the shot just as I saw it when I stopped the car. A lot of the time I get frustrated because I see a shot in my mind's eye and I just can't get it out through my camera. Hmmm... I can't decide if that sounds right but it makes sense in my head.

After a quick detour to Jessops for confirmation that I'm an arse. We went over to meet Hebsjournal and Fisherking for a coffee which was really cool. The great thing about blip meets is that you just slot in with people because you sort of know them already. I like that a lot.

We went out for a curry and wine and now we're at Sarah's playing cards, drinking wine and having a carry on. I like that I'm almost 40 in years but my inner child is alive and well.

137 sleeps!

And please note that I didn't buy any shoes nor do I have size 12 feet!