Like a lizard

I've been throwing birthday parties for cats*,
















helping out at Music Day Camp**,

















varnishing the kitchen floor***
















and deciding not to go marroning, because the season is so short that there'll be none left**** by the time we get there after the Music Camp concert.


















* ok, cat (singular) and this is not a party hat, it's a cone to stop her picking her stiches out. The glazed look, however, is actually drug induced.
** actual recent photograph of campers
***why else would you?
****due to interlopers behaving like "bloody shags on a rock" -Bill.

And while I'm about it...

I was flicking through Polly's posts, found this, and wished she'd post more often.

It's the goosebumps. They get me every time.

I'm with hazel. This girl's wonderful.

Blonde humour will eat itself

This is the best blonde joke going around.

This evening's sunset brought to you by...

... a lovely tropical inversion, Overkill Bill's fishing obsession, and... a crappy little mobile phone camera.



This does absolutely no justice to tonight's beautiful sky. You'd need every sort of blue in the palette, plus every orange and pink.

There was a double rainbow.

Exquisite.





And this was also classic (but I wish you could have seen the liquid gold):