Yesterday it was summer, 17°, but just for the day. I wonder if those people who knew by some magical means that they could wear shorts yesterday, also knew that today they should not. I momentarily thought that I should reorganise my clothes, summer items to the fore. Then I remembered where I live.
I spent the day with GorJus, visited her new studio building on the south bank, it’s magnificent.
We sat in a boat bar watching the river flow, uber boats speeding and water fowl doing their best to secure a springtime shag. It could not have been more lovely. I had a class in the evening. My lucky streak regarding class members continues so my job is a pleasure. A pleasure that pays.
I know.
Lucky.
In amongst all this good weather and gratitude, on my way home I saw dog shit on our street. Eew. Not as common a sight as in the past admittedly but less acceptable. People know their duty dog shit wise these days. As a rule my first thought on seeing such a mess is, FFS dog owners, clean up after your mutt. However, in amongst the three turds there is one that is standing on end. A dog shit monolith. I wonder if the dog owner was so proud that their pet could manage such a thing, they purposely left it so we could all appreciate its wonder.
Today you get two pictures. I didn’t feel it was fair to just give you a picture of shit.
fat tart 
You are so bloody funny Annie! I thought about not wearing a coat yesterday-on returning home though, was so glad I had my cuddly flight jacket on! 💗
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