Dunking in the Spice Girls

Being determined to get to bed at a decent hour tonight I snapped the easiest blip possible - dipping a nice digestive in a mug of Yorkshire Gold trapped between my thighs (yes I know it is dicing with death, and I have paid the price rarely before). No flash. Spare hand-held. Minimal editing since I was keen to finish said biscuit. Early bed - need to keep a clear head for conviviality and drinking all afternoon in Glasgow tomorrow. So today's blip is a snap of the science- art of dunking.