A bright spot amongst the nonsense.

A picture paints a thousand words and as I approach a thousand blips I wonder about calling it a day at 1000.Looking back over those pictures I can count on one hand those I like.Personally a few lines of poetry speaks to me louder and clearer.
The weekend looms and we are reasonably on top of the work.Nothing pressing if you like.What to do with all that spare time?God I hate weekends.I'll find some work to do.

Doncaster this morning and a good trip on the 62 for a change.Dad did a couple of deliveries this morning and picked himself some logs up.

Warm and sunny with a strong wind.20C today.