I had good intentions blipwise today. Brought my tripod, my DSLR and whatever lenses and whatnots that go with it into work, determined to go foraging and get a decent photo of some sort this evening.

But midway through the day we found out the office was closing an hour early owing to reasons too boring to go into. The heady, giddy sense of early and unlooked-for liberation, I fear, completely overpowered me, with the result that I set a new land speed record to get out of the cbd before the peak-hour Friday exodus began.

So my blip intentions went by the wayside and I made do, using my cantankerous old iPhone as I legged it to the nearest train station to get the hell out of Gotham. Haven't got the foggiest what this looks like on a computer screen, but hey, it's a blip, albeit one of a weed. It'll do: tomorrow's another day.