No monkey business...

...today. I've been falling into the habit of taking crappy pics and throwing the whole Photoshop toolbox at them in the name of Art, so a trip to Otterspool with #1 daughter and the dogs gave me a chance to take a regular boring landscape for a change, and I resisted tarting it up, as Nature had already done a pretty good job. There was a freezing gale-force wind and the tide was high, so lots of choppy waves just below the promenade wall. The dogs have built-in furry earmuffs, but we went out without hats and are suffering that brainfreeze effect when you eat or drink something too cold and your head hurts in a weird way. At least it was an outing though, and it certainly blew the cobwebs away.

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that
Oh, no

It's not the things you do that tease and wound me bad
But it's the way you do the things you do to me

I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
Number one, number one

Every girl wants you to be her man
But I'll wait my dear 'til it's my turn

I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
Number one, number one

Every girl wants you to be her man
But I'll wait my dear 'til it's my turn

I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
[Repeat and ad lib until fade]