I said I’d be as blue as a blue thing but all I am is irritable and pissed off. Our ‘window of opportunity’ stubbornly refused to be prised open today and the window just stayed shut tightly all day.

So, as in my time-honoured fashion, I’ve been taking it out on DM by stomping around with a glum look on my face and swearing a lot. He’s looking at me now as though he wants to punch me and I can’t say I blame him.

What’s most upsetting is that the window is still made from glass and we can still see the prize of the grand plan glistening and glinting on the other side…..but it’s as though there are several layers of Pilkington’s finest in between us and it. It’s almost like those cartoons where you go running towards something then bounce off the glass and end up dazed and confused on the floor.

We remain so close and yet so far from the goal – will we get there? Who knows – I know I don’t. I almost just wish it was over one way or the other – you know, if it all fails, we can pick ourselves up, dust ourselves down and start again…..but the can of worms keeps on wriggling and seething.

This can opener is new and shiny so I decided to photograph it before it got covered in gloop and rust….it’s come out even better than I imagined and I knew it’d make a good subject. I like how it’s worked its way into my story today seamlessly.

It's not the first time this year I've done a can opener macro but last time you got the gloop as well!!!

Two years ago, my thoughts were not a million miles away from the reason for us 'jumping ship' and last year, I photographed Bedruthan Steps for Vicki.