Through the arched window

Besides learning that BoJo is currently occupying an ICU bed, I learned loads of other stuff today;
Apparently, turning Covid-19 patients turtle (belly-down) is helpful. Thank you those NHS staff who had to flip BoJo arse-up. So glad that responsibility didn't fall to me!

Also, tonight we should expect the best full-moon of the year (BoJo jokes accepted). If I have another tossing-and-turning kind of night I might think about getting up after midnight to dress and find somewhere to take a photograph for tomorrow's blip. I have already taken a few of the moonrise, but I understand that it should be at its best between 3 and 4 am.

This image comes from my tea-time exercise today. I find that I am wandering about in search of places I would consider making my next home. Obviously there is no way I could ever afford a place as grand as this, so my task is to find fault with it.

Quiz question: What is it about this gorgeous building that fails to meet my parameters?

And finally, my colleagues in SouthWest Scotland are finding themselves dealing with an insurgence of fly-tipping. I confess, I have noticed a fair bit of that hereabouts too.