Blip Tease

If I'd gotten off my lazy arse and biked it in I'd've caught this when it was throbbing red on the eastern horizon. Instead, I had to watch it fade to a more flaccid orange, and by the time I made it to my desk and out around the building all that was left was the faintest cigarette end glow.

Rest of the day, bar a chilly lunchtime blip wander, and a short productive meeting discussing photography competitions, was spent getting all pixel-eyed staring at a computer screen.

So, what do I do when I come home..?