I’ve missed another day. Never mind. It was a glor­i­ous day in Glas­gow today. Sanpped the air­port look­ing like some­where you might want to land for a hol­i­day, rather than some­where you’re dying to escape from.

Win­dows in the west: not as inter­est­ing as Avril Paton would have you believe.

There’s been a bit of a hiatus on the photo a day pro­ject — we’ll just call it the birth­day girl’s spe­cial allow­ance… (any pics from my birth­day prob­ably aren’t fit for a pub­lic blog anyway.)

So, we’re now on day twenty four. A self-portrait of sorts. Well, of my arm at least.

It’s my birth­day tomor­row! The lovely cake my lovely boss got me… om nom nom…

Some flowers my mother brought me — sadly the iPhone camera’s poor indoor per­form­ance does them no justice.