The book - insert favourite expletive here - is almost finished, but in the meanwhile I don't have anything new to post. This one, which I processed ages ago, was taken in February 2005 during a trip to my sister's and includes our four children (Libby was pregnant with Finley at the time) and my sister's three children.

And I should probably write more, but I've written over 30,000 words in the last few weeks and have now got to the stage where I'd rather saw my own leg off with a rusty carving knife than write anything else ;-)

Tomorrow, on the other hand, will be a different kettle of fish :-)

(and this one looks much better with the black theme).