Shirts are bad for belly button fluff
January 8th, 2008No fluff yesterday. I was wearing a shirt all day and it obviously didn’t want to give up its very fabric of existence.
My close-up lenses arrived though. I have to experiment with them somewhat but combining all four for real close up images tends to produce a little blue and yellow colour separation around the edges of the image. I will mess around with different lens combinations to see if there is a main culprit or whether they all do it to a degree.
I did the fruitless Good Samaritan thing today. I was driving up the A38 on the way to work and spotted a lady whose car had broken down; she was on her phone, presumably summoning help, but the thing that made give her a second though was that she had a small baby in a car seat out in the rain. I was a few hundred yards down the road when I made up my mind to stop and see if she needed aid, so I turned off at the next junction and doubled back to the last junction so that I could pass again and stop to offer assistance.
A police car followed me around the first junction and took off down the road at top speed; at this point I wondered if they had the same idea I had. I drove back a junction, and headed back in the direction of work again and found that they were indeed stopping for her. Oh well, at least she got assistance - all I got was arriving at work even later than I would have otherwise. Our little one had a bad night and I slept on the floor of his room - he got my spot in our bed.