sometimes work has it's more pleasant sides, like a stroll along the promenade in the sun. I like it when I get paid for doing exactly what I want to do.

Today I have mainly been cooking - for all different people and not all in one kitchen either. The birch is in flower too - which means I itch all over and have a swollen tongue and lips like Angelina Jolie (I hope hers don't hurt as much as mine). It also means stomach ache and generally walking into things and being a bit stupider than usual as my body is busy fighting off the killer-pollen and not really focussing on where the table/doorframe/step etc etc is. But still, it was a nice day. And soon I can take some medication and give my body a break overnight.

The dirty marks all over the sky here are not, as one might be forgiven for assuming, a sign that I really need to clean my lens but are, actually, an artistic representation of the pollen......honest.......