Space compressed.

If I told you that I just worked a twelve hour day then I would be rather over-egging the custard but irrespective of the prolonged feet-up periods between outings, I am now absolutely 'cream-crackered'. Thank goodness it's the weekend. ;-)

So many neat visual spectacles today, but I proved inept at capturing any of them: the steaming ploughed fields, the interesting cloud formations, the barn swallows et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. So when I got home at well after seven this evening I saw this guy STILL WORKING. I thought the red wheels were pretty 'rad' for a company car too. Respect.