Thank fox for that!

I got home this evening in a mood sour enough to curdle the milk in a whole herd of cows. Having essentially wasted the entire afternoon in the perpetual building site that is St George's Hospital and having endured a seemingly endless bus journey home I found myself with no blip and no clue where one was coming from. Then I happened to spot Mr F lurking next to the pond in the junior school two doors over. Not the best shot but better than another white wall and tomorrow is another day :-)