Hail: Incoming

About 60 seconds after taking this I got pelted in the face by the hail.

Finally sorted out my passport photos so I can renew my passport.

Traumatic.

As much as I like my flat, it is very dark and trying to get enough light, not cast shadow, and 1001 other rules you have to observe when doing it digitally, is a freaking nightmare.

The first few dad took I didn't even recognise myself. Thankfully the sun came out, briefly, after lunch and many, many photos later I finally had one that was acceptable.

And when I say acceptable, I mean acceptable to the Passport Office.
Me? Not so much. Suffice to say I will be spending the next 10 years with a passport that is owned by someone who looks like they are forever haunted by a past trauma. Seriously, it looks like I'm thinking "You weren't there man, you haven't seen the things I've seen ..."

Yeay!