gone fishing..

fleet pond.. or mosquito alley as we call it...damn buggers eat ya alive.. that was the 6 weeks that was..last day of freedom for the girls today .. and we spent it looking withered at the prospect of all of us being shackled to routine...i mean to say theres enough routine in any given day .. it gets light and it gets dark.. thats enough routine for any one man to cope with..i like a day filled with surprises of the good sort..what we usually get is a smorgasbord of harvester salad bar when i want a juicy steak..speaking of which,, we went into the harvester many years ago ,, i went to the can and asked ali to order mine..a steak..(i have mine medium rare, always have always will do) ali ordered it well done..worse steak ive ever ever EVER had ,, eating my trainers would have been a more enjoyable culinary delight.
Confession now blipwrold.. im not a happy man.. not happy at all.. the quality of my pix isnt pleasing me.. not so much composition.. its more to with camera settings and in the edit.. i took a set of pix up in birmingham of a brilliant band in a great venue.. be it the light was dire...red spots all the way drenching the stage in dank red glow..ive got the brook off ok.. its these marginal places i struggle with.. foot comes down with a firm hand.. have to invest in photoshop elements me thinks..a fella that i bumped into last week , Chamara,, has produced some fantastic pix.. a benchmark... something to shot for..(i say shot for very quietly because there might be some trigger happy americans reading) anyway ,lords ,ladies and blippers..TTFN will catch ya tomorrow for another thrilling episode of the life that is the warners rolling car crash of existence, careering into the future with tyres a squealing and pants on fire.