No pies

It's those birds again. I bet you're longing for a decent pie shot instead... Tomorow maybe. Today it was either this quick snap out of the window, or a photo of me literally watching paint dry. There was a chap on the radio today who's an unofficial 'literally czar' tracking incorrect use of the word 'literally'. Hopefully he'll let me off with this one.

In other news, there really is no other news. Oh, I've solved my internet problem by moving my desk two metres backwards. However, having the desk in the middle (literally...) of the living room is not ideal, so a clever white box with an apple on it will be arriving on Thursday to solve all my problems. Apart from how to do that tricky bit of mitre-ing, which I hid from again today, but will have to tackle before Mr B gets back.