Moonlight in the spare room

Just as I was going to bed after a day that was less shite than normal, I noticed this most marvellous eerie moonlight glowing from the spare bedroom.
This was not as big a feat of observation as you might imagine as the only reason I looked in the spare room was that Flick had shouted from the top of the stairs that I should have a look at the moonlight in the spare room.

So I did. It was also a total pain in the proverbial to photograph too. I got to bed quite late.

So that's another hard month of blipping over and done with.