Scapa Flawless

A stunning December morning produces another lazy Blip from the bedroom window. 

Traffic thundered along the motorway as I walked (illegally) along the hard shoulder.  Bill boards were not exactly illuminating.  Forgotten political pamphlets scattered the parish shopping precinct; dog dirt in abundance.  A 1/72nd scale model of the Tay Road Bridge (made from empty beer cans) obscures the sun.  Smoke belched from the cracking plant.  Ambulances and fire brigades screamed past.  Double Decker buses clogged the roads.  The supermarket trolley of eternity has been dumped in my garden.  Endless yuletide music plays 24/7.  Mmmmmm, I must be in the wrong Blip.