Ah, there she is sat there minding her own business with a spire growing out of her head. As it does sometimes.
Eve is home again after a hard day earning crust so we can buy some more film so I can continue wasting it. A situation that I fully support. Mind you, I do have to occasionally work myself you know - driving here and there, smiling, chatting, wrestling miscreants to the ground - that sort of thing. Only not quite like that really. I do the smiling and chatting mind. Can you imagine?