The brass neck, the cheek...

Some of you who kindly like, fav, and comment on my pictures must be thinking I've recently got a brass neck for not returning the favour.

The cheek of it.

I feel bad, but I have been so, so busy that time has not been my own for a week or two.

I promise to make amends from tomorrow onwards, as I do read and really appreciate all your comments and stars and hearts.

Time to make time to catch up. Blip is good for the soul.

This from yeaterday on the Euston Road, in that London.