Christmas Eve eve
And all it's done is rain, blow a gale, rain, blow a gale, rain, blow a gale, rain, blow a gale ad infinitum!
I've lost count of the number of times I've had to dry myself out and as it was even too much of an effort to hold onto our hats (my poor mummy lost hers!) when we headed out to collect the turkey (which they've very kindly kept for another day as we've no space in the fridge!) that lifting up the camera was the last thing on my mind today.
Until 10pm at night when I thought a self portrait against the rainy, Christmassy light window would do the trick!