Seeing Red

There's nothing quite like kicking off the day with some ranty woman in her dressing gown and baffies shouting at you in the middle of the street under the delusion she's a traffic cop.

Thankfully the day improved after that, with some fine sportsman/sportswoman-ship on show at the weekly waft at a shuttlecock to finish it off.

Realised afterwards I'd taken no photos all day so it's a shot of me playing with my food. Off-camera flash placed behind glass pointing against a white screen, with me dribbling some Australian Shiraz Cabernet all over the shop.

Fuck it, I've played with it enough, time to neck it. Cheers!