Selfie

I had a days leave from The Proper Job, so was quite busy doing the improper stuff - driving 120 miles south, rehearsing for several hours, realising that the light was fading if we wanted a photo, having something to eat and then driving home to a welcome pint or two of Joker in the pub with Mr H.

I had been altogether too busy/driving/distracted to take a photo all day, but when J's batteries ran out (!) I had fortunately deployed the self-timer to take a pic of us all.