The kids were going mad in the sprinkler this evening (while it’s -2°C and snowing heavily in Sheffield) and I was anxious to remove a certain post from the top spot on 6000 miles…
What does this mean for you, Dear Reader?
Looks like a sprinkler-related sort-of-quota photo.
Kinda cool when the droplets caught the evening sunlight. Like stars. Or bullet-holes.
Or maybe that’s just the Milk Stout talking.
(Another nice one here.)