Ahhhh-ten-shuunn!

Present ARMS!
Company LEFT TURN!

Out blipping at lunch time, however the cold and spitting rain limited the blip-route to effectively a walk around the block. Fish-boy was also there, and managed quite a funny blip involving a bicycle getting a ticket from an industrious parking attendant. I opted for these regimented cones instead, which appear to be practising their drilling in time for next year's military tattoo.