Blues skies..

...have made me go all Banksy again.    
One day I'll take a picture and not mess about with it.... maybe.
One day I'll get punched in the face for blipping strangers... maybe.

Well, we came 6th out of 35 in the quiz last night.  Pretty good show, I think.  At one point we were top of the leader board but fell down on the sports round.  It was a great evening and inspite of the late night we were up with the lark this morning.

Pete and his sister have gone tearing off to South Wales to visit Auntie Aniela.    

I have been shopping, done all my laundry, spent an hour or so up at the aerodrome drinking in the glorious sunshine and now it is a toss up as to whether I run the vacuum cleaner round the house or sit in the garden and read the paper.... mmmmm  tricky decision.