Girders…

It’s a phone blip from my hotel bedroom window in Newcastle tonight. 

I didn’t see the ‘please don’t jump’ netting when I took the image but who cares.I’m going to count the rivets to get to sleep tonight as I can’t see any sheep. 

It has persisted it down all day today and any evening meanderings with a camera have been knocked on the head after two courses and a few units of amber nectar. Another conversation with Phylis in accounts as I try to sneak my expenses under the radar…I’m a thirsty guy what more can I say!