The Depths of Despair

Distraught at being edited out of yesterday's blip, flamingo #2 turns to a bottle of single malt for consolation.

Thank you, one and all, for yesterday's very kind comments, stars, hearts and a spell in Spotlight! I'm wrestling two ridiculous deadlines at work and attempting to fend off a lurgy, so I am falling somewhat behind - on replies, on looking at people's journals and on uploading my own. But in the name of Baden-Powell and all those scouty dib-dib-dib dob-dob-dob things he held so dear, I am grabbing every opportunity and I shall be with you ASAP.