All day I’ve been trying to think of what to take for picture 42, and there was the chance that I would bable on about Life, the Universe and Everything whilst looking for something appropriate. But in the end my wife gave the ultimate answer to my seven and a half million year quest for this photo idea. I think I may go off to a Restaurant to celebrate the long, dark, teatime of the soul, with fine wine and definitely no poetry.
Anyway – at least the picture is Harmless. Mostly.
