It's a good job we're not all the same.

We all have our own particular hobbies, and like to make individual choices as to how we spend our time.

Take James, for example, who likes to chase pigeons ........... (you'll have to take my word for it because he prides himself on his pigeon chasing abilities, and consequently, the pigeon is nearly out of the picture.
Happy Birthday to his trusty assistant x

Then again, some of us like to submerge ourselves in reality TV. My mate's West Highland Terrier, 'Sky' -aptly named, as it turned out - is glued to a dog training programme.

But last Friday, for the Macmillan's 'World's Biggest Coffee Morning' us three chose to sit in a bar drinking coffee, eating toast, and knitting squares to make into a blanket. Takes all sorts.Actually, that was just the morning. In the afternoon I took myself off to see if I could find some sloes to make sloe gin. I managed to find some (and I'm not telling you where or they'll all be gone when I go back next year). Not having picked them before, I hadn't realised how prickly sloe bushes could be. I suppose the fact that they're called Blackthorn should have given me a bit of a clue. Next time I go foraging for free food, I'll wear long sleeves and it won't look like I've been self-harming. Honestly, it looked like I'd been dragged through the proverbial hedge backwards.

Oh, and in case anyone (paticularly my bosses) ever doubted that I really DO get in to work at 6am - here's a photo I took of the sunrise over West Hendon. So there!