Rubbish

Headed to (not so) Sunny Dunny this morning to collect a couple of partly finished balsa wood models that my father-in-law wanted No1 son to have.

It has only taken 5 years and a potential house move to have the Wicked Witch hand them over (it looks like her house sale has fallen through as well and it was meant to complete on Wednesday).

The models are bigger than I expected (I will blip them at some point no doubt) ...... to boats and a plane. God knows where I am going to store them meantime.

Tonight was competition night at the camera club.
Now, I am not known as a lover of judges and their sometimes random and wayward comments, but tonight the guy crossed the line when talking about This Picture.
He stated that I obviously didn't have the skill to show the character of the boxer and so hid him behind the glove (which should have been in focus).

I am NOT a happy budgie