Shiny, shiny

I have little interest motorcycles but it was a sunny day and there was shiny chrome on the street. Hard to ignore, especially when I was wandering the back streets between George Street and Queen Street - MrSmith's territory - and finding nothing much of interest.

And I'm going to have to sort out the boy's drawings now that he's nearly finished another book, after a bit of a lay-off, and I've not uploaded a single one to his journal. That's nearly 50 pages to scan, tidy up and upload. Jings. I'll be glad if the Inkling comes and I can get him drawing and scanning at the same time. And now Ellen's started too. She got her own sketchbook today and kicks off tomorrow. Should be a laugh.