A Bug's Life

On Saturday I went out with my camera for a change, and started to notice all the things you find in the gutters at the side of the road.

There were some lovely silver birches too, whose bark was peeling off like translucent parchment, but I couldn't quite capture it.

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Grumpy about Customs charges. £4.60 duty - fair enough. The £8 additional handling charge bites every time.

Nervous about Fat Gerbil. He has taken to falling asleep on his back with his legs in the air, a position you only usually see in Dead Gerbil. Every time so far he's jumped up and gone "Don't worry, only sleeping!"

Crap at cooking duck. It was half price from the Co-op, use by yesterday, but I roasted it into a dry tasteless lump then butchered in with the usage of carnage rather than a person skilled in removing flesh from food animals. And the potatoes didn't work.

Happy that I did some getting-out-of-the-house photography, but aching from the extra time at the computer uploading images.

Planning to see Toy Story 3 this afternoon, with a big bucket of Diet Coke.