Sh**

After a particularly frustrating morning at the computer, the conversation went something like this:

Me: I'm going out into the garden, to see what I can see.

Him: Don't be silly. You're frustrated, frazzled and it's beetling down with rain. It's not worth it just for a photograph.

Me: I need my blip.

Him: You're mad.

Actually he was quite right - so I went to the door of the deck, opened it a smidgeon, took a photograph and this is it.