Tune in...

...tune out.

Some days are a bit of a waste of make up. I think today was one of them.

Mr C disappeared early, for a Squadron week away, as a thank you for their service in Afghanistan. I think the highlight will be taking part in the key ceremony at the Tower tomorrow.

Its that time of year in work where the Christmas decorations and paraphernalia has to be retrieved from the attic. Our attic in the Victorian school is small, damp, feeds the occasional cold mouse and would give a hammer horror film a run for its money with cobwebs! I'm one of the few people who goes up there. I think the other person moved away!

After work, I had to zoom over to a nearby town to collect Little Miss E's birthday present from her Granny and take back another that was delivered in the wrong size. Her big brother took great delight in constructing her wooden market stall and setting it up for her. So after dinner, I did a rather great impression of a market trader to the great delight of the Munchkins.

l, babysat tonight so I could get over to camera club. It was the club competition night, and my mono print was awarded a second place, which was great, but my DPI's didn't quite cut the mustard. There was however a great array of images for the judge to critique.

So tonights Blip is a total emergency of Mr C's guitar, before i start to blow up some balloons for the birthday girl tomorrow.

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