As Usual

I was not sure how to approach today - "business as usual" or follow the public holiday herd? 

I opted for the former. No regrets. 

This meant a trip to Falkland after breakfast to fill the large gaps in my fridge. Job done. 

Then I did my housework after lunch. Another job done. 

I dealt with various other chores along the way, so now I feel quite virtuous. 

My Blip is a piece of street art which stands outside the farm shop. I walk past it twice a week. I never pay much attention to it, but on a day when Blip opportunities would be limited, it was probably either that or Henry the vacuum cleaner.  

The Millennium seems like a long, long time ago.