Oh you!

I know that to get comments on a blog, you've got to write about something vaguely worth the effort; but it can be a trial, leaving a comment - I can't tell you how much I appreciate it when my 'Google Account' allows me to comment and then makes me click 3 dozen times and go through 2 sets of word verification so that I can leave the comment. Enhances my blog reading experience no end! And I know how much time gets sucked up by this blopping lark. Take heart though. At least it means you aren't frittering your life away on a cartoon farm over at Facebook. (It's MY opinion on this blog, OK?)
So to get to the point - thank you for the comments. Yesterday, after the workshop, I read your contributions to the conversation and laughed till I cried. Loads of reasons (read them, they're priceless) - Carmen thinking I'd made a really teeny card (she's forgotten the fat-finger syndrome I 'suffer' from), Bethan reminding me that she doesn't know good humour from bad - and Linda of course, worrying that she'll offend YOU by calling ME a lazy tart! Well, obviously I'm not offended, I'd be more upset to hear that you didn't have any opinion of me!
And you see, to prove the lazy point, I'm not posting a picture today. And to prove the tart point? Well, Mr Dunnit may well be in an internet cafe nursing a litre of cold beer whilst reading this, so let's just say I'm spending the evening with a girlfriend, on the town. (Miss Dunnit, at the cinema, but it's not very tarty that, is it?) Ok Mr D, you can stop spraying beer over the screen now.