Into the office for a third successive day; a course - nay - an interesting course if not entirely relevant.

So by 1230, I was out doing the day job; in the sun.

Mostly relatively straightforward and then to collect the boys; home for tacos, baths, stories etc.

I happened to pass the sculpture workshop (they were preparing for the launch of the vinyl version of the Concrete Antenna soundtrack) and found this Bridget Riley-esque shot