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After yesterday's silence, I only seem to be in the mood to continue with my reticence. It was quite liberating not having to think of something to write, not having to try to strike the right balance between bad prose and worse puns, with the odd rant thrown in for good measure. Reading Joe Jones's excellent blog only succeeded in making me feel inadequate. Gavin called round and we headed up to North Balluderon in search of photographic opportunities. Silly me forgot to check the white balance, so, of the 78 pictures I took, approximately two turned out - of which this is the better. I'm sure Gavin wouldn't make such an elementary error, so I can't wait to see his images. We had a mini adventure on the way back to the house. Linda, who uses the car 99% of the time, doesn't seem to know either where to purchase petrol, or how to put it in the tank. As a result of this, and my principled decision not to fill the car up before leaving (okay, I forgot my wallet), we made it home on fumes. There will be fun and games on the school run tomorrow, methinks. On an altogether different note, I must once again thank you all for viewing and voting for Neglected, and for getting it into the top three!

Last year I read a funny but true story about people being arrested for buying potatoes