Wednesday 9 February 2011: The one that got away...

348/365: ... because every day Nick drives me past this tyre place after we've dropped the kids off and I itch to blip it properly, and either he doesn't stop in front of it (i.e. in the traffic, he won't actually just stop outside!) or by the time I get the exposure right, the moment's passed... plus I'm always rushing to work after the school run. It drives me crackers! Anyway, today was no different. Apart from I did get a second where he was stopped in front of it. And I nearly got the exposure right. But... I hadn't wound my window down properly so the bottom bit is messed up.

Aaaargh!

Anyway, I'm blipping this in order to lay it to rest. Note to self: there's always a time to call it quits and look for the next blip... this is that time. It's been blipped and you can't go back. So there.

Phew.

Cathartic moment.

A very minor, trivial cathartic moment. But it is one nevertheless. Oh, and if you're wondering why I itch to blip this shot so much, you'd have to see the garage to understand. It's absolutely rammed with tyres. So much so that there's barely space for a car and the guys generally stand either to the side or outside. One day there will be so many tyres in it that they flow out onto the road, and they have to divert the traffic. :o)

Can barely be bothered to write about my day at work. So... to make it more interesting (for me... not you... it's still dull... soz!)... I'm going to write it in the form of a haiku...

Work rhymes with shirk and
So many folk do. But me?
Drowning. Overload.

Still, it's another day ticked off... right? A feeble 'yay' for that at least!

*yay*

Felix has been a bit of a grumpster too to add to the splendidness of today. He's always like that the day after he gets massively over-excited about stuff and I could happily have shut him outside in the garden this morning. Maddy helped. Well. Not. She has been a ditz. As normal. "Where are your socks?" *blank look* "Socks?" *cotton wool floats around space where brain should be* "Socks? On your feet...", then repeat for jumper, coat, glasses, lunch bag etc etc. Aaaargh!

Today is being consigned to history. Along with my attempt to blip the tyre place.

PS I nearly cat blipped today or posted a weird double-exposure shot...
PPS But the ghost of the 'tyre garage blip that never was' needed laying to rest properly.

... and... breathe out...

• Canon EOS 50D:
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