Patterning

Not only did I not have my car because Donald once again needed it, but I had to get to North Berwick to the garage to pick up two sets of Donalds' car keys in order for him to pick up his car later in the evening.
At the bus stop though, I met a very dear friend and it was good to catch up with her news on the bus ride over.

A cold but fresh day and the sun light streaked through the trees and cast their shadows as stripy patterns on the pathway. Well, I tell you this but in truth it's a cover story for sometimes having no interesting or stimulating blips for days on end ("days on end?" more like months really). I save up all this daily dross and then back-blip hoping no-one will particularly notice. A real drawback to this way of blipping though is that I only keep the photos and not any notes to match the days ongoings and when I come to record this I have then no idea what I did or thought that day. Not an efficient way of working I know.