The Infamous Goggles

Lunchtime treat, having managed to finish a conference call only 30 minutes after everyone was meeting, was to gatecrash a wee blipgroup indulging in tea and cakes in Tea Tree Tea. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. And there was worse music than in Mos Eisley...

I'm rambling. Scobes and wingpig I already had the misfortune to know already. Instography I've conversed with online often enough, and was shamed into remembering we had actually met briefly once already. In my defence I was blinded by the fact that I was in the process of purchasing a large lens at the time...

However I also had the pleasure of making the acquaintances of the stylish Mr Bremner; the stylistically begoggled TractorFactoryPhotos; and the styleless EcoDad.

There followed mistletoe and Greenland sharks and queer looks on Festival Square and the creative process of making a blip in full flow. And then back to work. Ya boo sucks.

p.s. it would appear that 'arse sells' if the comments on yesterday's blip are anything to go by.