No .....

..... mo-jo.

Last night I decided to trim my tache to a handlebar style, but it made me look more of a twat than I usually do didn't really suit me so I shaved it all off. I fear I may have made a huge mistake as I appear to have lost my blip mo-jo.

After work this evening I had a walk to the train staition to pick up some tickets. I took my camera thinking I would grab a quick blip whilst there, but nothing ! didly squat, not a sausage. I pointed my camera at things and pressed the shutter button but every photo was as bland as a jar of vegan baby food.

I decided to carry on walking around town and ended up next to the church where there is a carol service this evening. Again I took a few snaps but didn't like any of them, I even contemplated attending the carol service but the bouncers chaps welcoming people in to the church gave me a funny look when they saw my camera ( I expect if I had my tache they would have welcomed me with open arms ).

In desperation I resorted to taking photos through the windows of the various takeaways on Leeds Road. I now know how Samson felt when Delilah scalped him. Hopefully tomorrow I will have enough stubble on my face to take a half decent photo, as for today's blip I have .....


..... No mo-jo.