Watershed

Second trip to Bristol in as many months, again for fun work. As for my December visit, we're in one of the sheds by the canal which have been converted into cultural venues. Last time was M Shed; this time it's Watershed. This morning's flight down from Edinburgh was delayed, which turned out to be a chance to get to know my new colleague a little more.

This is my first blip, and I must manage your expectations: I am a horrible photographer with just a camera phone. I do, however, like diary-ing and documenting, so I'm having a go anyway.

This photo is the light in one of the ladies' toilet cubicles at the Watershed. There is a much bigger and impressive version in the gents'; I know because I wandered in there by accident. I'm clearly not on the ball today, as even a massive urinal trough didn't trigger the thought that I was in the wrong place. A bloke walking in did, though.