Corn

I have a really low boredom threshold, but I'm also quite tired having done yet another northern road trip last week amounting to around 550 miles this time.

Sunday's day of rest was interrupted by early morning phone calls from well meaning friends and followed by several hours battling traffic and the league f nations at Brent Cross.

To my delight the builders next door didn't take up hammers at 8.30 this morning so I could lay in bed contemplating silence.

I normally resort to fridge raiding when I'm too busy to go out. This afternoon's excursions are unlikely to reap good photographic rewards however, so the veg makes it.