Turner’ish...

Today was the hottest day ever in Limehouse, spent doing nothing.
NOTHING.
Later, I sat deliquescing, deliriously panicking, contemplating yet another blip void.
“I know”, I thought, “I’ll attempt the world’s first big-toe-triggered, up-short-ing, climate-changing selfie”
So I tried it.
Pretty good, I thought, but I’d better check with the powers that be....
Soon word came back, the blip was fine, just this side of porny and excellent.
Phew, panic over and relax.
About this time, the expected thunderstorms struck and the temperature fell back a little, enough to contemplate a brief walk by the water. The city sky was a dark and heavy curtain, Turner-esque I thought later.

Wind the clock forward to the next day - now to be precise. The weather is balmy’ish
and my judgement recalibrated...I couldn’t possibly publish that absurd selfie, what was I thinking of....
So the Turner it is.