Liar

Why must washing machines lie? And be so blatant about it. Lying, right there in front of your face?

Today was mostly about absolutely nailing another parkrun PB, chatting to various folks around and about the quarry, spending the rest of the morning watching the lying washing machine, hill walking (standard), Christmas shopping, all rounded up with a good burger and a catch up with Lucy.

She asked me, as she usually does, have I been doing any photography?
No, Lucy, I haven't. Unless we are talking about photographing washing machine timers for evidence.