Right.
I have been cleaning my flat s.l.o.w.l.y with a few minor spurts of effort and one really frenzied attack (so far - that was only Tuesday).
I still have not uncovered my camera. I think I have to assume that it is gone, left or stolen somewhere when I was in a drunken stupor. Serves me right I suppose. But all the chickens come home to roost when you really are trying to sort your life out.
I've been getting by mostly with my mobile phone camera, but I never really and truly learned how to use it. I thought it was just point and shoot. Now I find out it does have settings, but I don't even know how to access them. They may as well be pre-Rosetta Stone hierglyphs.
What I'm setting up is that I had the most fantabulosa day, so flipping photogenic (the settings as well
) and all you get is miniatures. And yet I haven't manually changed a thing since the photos I took in Hedben Bridge. Or indeed the WALK TO THE LAUNDERETTE BEFORE I LEFT!
I just thank my lucky stars that my years of being on here and taking point and shoot photos have made the majority useable.
And anyway, it's just an illustration, I'll never be a talented photographer like some on here. I'll try to show you with words instead.
I'm just cross because I was only there for a day and wanted you to SEE things I might not understand fully myself. And the phone was right there too.
Angry Bird bit over.
Write up next.