Morning sun on greeting card

My friend Niall, who hosts more of our Grand Prix lunches than the rest of us do, returned to painting some years ago after a long time without touching brush to canvas. Now he's reached the stage where there's more art than wall in the apartment he lives in. Each year he crafts personalised Christmas cards which are all unique paintings on paper.

His preferred medium is acrylic, and he uses it with extraordinary abandon, squeezing it liberally onto the surface and building up deeply textured hills and hollows in the process. This morning's bright sunshine did amazing things to the card he gave me last Christmas, emphasising the texture to great effect. It just had to be blipped.

It was just as well I caught this early on. The bright, clear sunshine vanished gradually as the day wore on, and it had turned quite dull by mid afternoon. I had work to do anyway, so it might have been for the best that the great outdoors didn't tempt me to go out and about. Now it's time to knuckle down and clean and tidy the house in preparation for my hosting tomorrow of the weekly Music Group session. I want to have things ready early on so I can watch qualifying for the Malaysian Grand Prix tomorrow morning.