No Escaping It

I'm trying my best to ignore all the Christmas stuff just now. It's not unreasonable to have cards and gifts in the shops already and I have been buying a present or two lately, although they are still for Birthdays. I am just not ready for the retail onslaught of Jingle, Sparkle and Twinkle let alone Comet Cupid and Dancer.

I took my mother shopping today, she has the patience of a nat and wants to buy the first thing regardless of its colour or style. It perhaps explains a lot of 'mistakes' from the past.

On leaving I went to visit my harbour. I've not been for a while. It's my Dad's birthday on Friday and I feel oddly comforted by it and all that is good about him. Perhaps that's why the harbour attracted me. I was not however so happy to spot, in this picture of the last of the sun hitting the bridge, that I had shot Three Ships Come (well almost) Sailing By! Subliminal or what?