foibles

it was the second internal competition tonight at the photo society and i did quite well again with a first and a third.

the mrjudgeman did a better job this time round with his crit which was agreeably less fluffy compared to the last chap they had in, although he did waffle on a bit and some of his mutterings did still draw comparisons to a proverbial daft brush.

(hats off to the ladies who made it all happen. i wouldn't be able to organise an Anne Summers party in a brothel, me.)