Tremendulent!

So, who had to go to the Royal Welsh Show yesterday, stand in a marquee for eight hours straight, in the pouring rain and mud?

Yeah. Miserable day.

The shining point was when I finally got to go get lunch (at 3 pm!) I wandered past one of the show arenas where, I kid you not, the Dancing JCB's were, well dancing, to the theme from The Terminator. For a finale, they raised their shovels and sparks flew out. It was pretty fantastic.

However, my feet still feel wet.

So, Oxoniensis' Porn Battle is underway. Is it totally missing the point if I want to write my own prompt?

And since it's Wednesday and the rain hasn't stopped and I'm so making a huge pot of garlic chicken soup when I get home, have some pretty pictures.

( but i just can't be with you like this anymore, alejandro )

Happy Wednesday!