Calm is something that I generally manage to convince the world that I am.
Like yesterday, when I was queuing to buy a sandwich, absolutely ravenous, and the elderly gentleman in front of me managed to waste a vast amount of my precious time as he transformed the simple act of paying for a 71 pence packet of winegums into a herculean task.
There was fumbling and coin dropping like never seen before. I stood quietly and smiled congenially, the perfect picture of calm
AS PRACTICALLY HALF MY LIFE WAS WASTED BY THIS DITHERING BUFFOON.
My children are very rarely calm, but when they are it stills the soul. This was one such moment.
This is a random and hurriedly-scrambled
egg entry for some sort of 30 Days of Photographs theme, hosted Ziva. I did one of these things before, you can view all my photos from the previous series Here, it nearly burnt out my brain but fortunately my soul was unscathed. Any photos I do post from this one might appear on that gallery. The list of daily photos is magically available on Ziva's post.
I know exactly what you are thinking. How can this punk just turn up and spit out a single shoddy photo when the rest of us are cranking out billions of the things every second and it's a bit like that greek bloke that was trying to roll some bastard of a rock up some ridiculous hill forever and worst still, this looks like he's done this in a rush when he really should have been working his socks off learning to use punctuation without spewing out inappropriately-hypenated, probably-misspelt and endlessly-sprawling torrents of nonsense.