Unpolished

After yesterday’s celebrations a day of doing things. Phoned my mother on her birthday to wish her well; took the older young people for Sunday School discussing belief and what you can believe (all very relevant); shopped; washed; gardened; tidied up; congratulated a neice on her engagement (delighted!); caught up with emails; walked the dog; caught up with my brother and sister in law who popped in to inspect the house works; and watched the final episode of the very enjoyable Ordeal by Innocence.

In amongst all of this I went to clean my shoes with one of those liquid sponge units. I twisted the cap off and upended it to discover I had removed the sponge head and the liquid polish flowed everywhere. Forrunately only onto the kitchen tiles. The pool of oil-like black would have made a wonderful Hockneyesque blip but I was too focussed on cleaning up and avoiding the dog tracking the polish into the lounge carpet.

So this lesser display has to sum up the moment of the day.