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Stu built me a coral to use for a new set of photographs.
Playing with the light tent. Finally worked out how to fold the tent back up thanks to youtube.
Staying awake on the drive home after a craft fair in Gloustershire and a trip to Ludlow for Richard III.
I love this skirt, it makes me feel like a child dressed up as a ballerina.
Press releases and mini Dime bars from Ikea.
My photo paraphernalia has exploded out from the study into the rest of the house. It's driving us mad!
Scrapbook bonanza!
The return of the paste table and the cellophane wrap.
Padstow, sponsored by Rick Stein.
Newquay, home of the stag party.
Campsite arcades. The only reason 2 pence pieces are still in circulation.

A random gift from J that got lots of smiles in the office.
South Bank tour for the Americans.
An attempt to find out the likes and dislikes of the Guides.
Dinner with the girls from work.
Gardening.
And the winner is... Estonia!
Looks bad. Tastes good.
It seems you can't have a anything in a recording studio that doesn't have at least one light on it.
The last few traces of me are being cleared out of my old house this week.
When you've got a box this big you have to see if you can fit into it don't you.
Cold.
We left the flat at 2pm and only just got to Birmingham.
Down on the South Bank at night. One of my favourite places in London.
Sticky floor and warm beer smell at the Foo Fighters concert at Wembley. Pitch standing is not for me.

I need to re paint my nails.
In honour of the Sex and the City film I'm going to see tonight.
(I realise I made jokes about the women watching it last week, but I can't help but be excited).
There are many things I could have illustrated today, a meal out, an interesting news story at work, even food shopping. But mostly my feet have just really hurt.
A patriotic day at the Cosford Air Show.