The 'mini heatwave' generated some stunning skies during the evenings and the view from the studio or from the window on the staircase, out across the countryside, is a major distraction from work, or even from just a simple chore.
You look, you stand, you stare and then forget why you are there, or was I on the way to do something or get something? Who knows, I certainly don't!
I can't remember so I'll have an even longer look because the view will be completely different tomorrow evening. Now, just what was I doing.
This is all getting a little like some of the comments on my school reports, 'if John spent a little less time staring out of the window...' but then we've all been there haven't we?
The boss says it's a man thing, well I think that's what she said.
