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Apart being woken at 5.50 by a barking dog that it turned out wasn't ours it's been a pretty relaxed day. Relaxed as in 'done nothing'. Well, not very much. There was a little bit of experimentation in the garage for the next job - framing some prints for Ewan. Prints that came in record sleeves so the creases needed to be, if not ironed out then at least maximally flattened. Then I had to remind myself how to cut mats for them, which I did by screwing up the first two attempts before getting it right. Now that I've got that sorted, I have some prints of my own that need framed so I'll maybe start the new year by making frames for them from some ash that's knocking around the garage.

The last of the turkey, at least the little that was left after Ewan had taken what he wanted back to Dundee with him. He took no sprouts.