An acidental blip today, was trying to get the sun breaking through the trees and because I was crouching down the dog, soaking wet and muddy, wanted to show me his affection, I went flying but quite like the result, bit weird but a bit impressionistic?

Just come to the end of two days of twelve hours at work, morning off tomorrow! yay.

Freak disconnected story. On the way home through dark lanes there was a man stood on the verge staring into the road with what I thought was a super soakerl in his hand, I didn't see him till the last minute, freaked me out, like one of those urban myths. Fortunately anyone attempting to climb in my boot wil be greeted by a large dog!