I am a sheep.

After getting up early to run to town for second to last minute shopping I then spent the next 12 hours of the day dreading and being dreaded. At 23:57 I grabbed my camera to take a photo of my hair, a quick time check and I'm sure I've got my blip. Turns out my camera's clock has been set by the kitchen clock which is 5 minutes fast so when I come to upload, the photo thinks it was taken at 00:03.

The only other photo I have from the day is this slightly blurred shot of Stephen as his dreads were finished.

Oh well, if I don't get up the hill to make our fire sculpture tomorrow, maybe I'll blip my hair instead.