Weave has requested a more light-hearted post from me, so here is a rather beautiful image of bird-shit.
There is a very friendly (to the point of aggression) little robin which hops around me and the workshop most days, and I have to cover up stone and marble because - especially at this time of year when blackberries are in season - they can leave some stains on the pale things which are very difficult to shift.
I covered some pieces of Portland stone with a large sheet of drawing paper the other day, and it is a good thing I did. This is what the robin left for me.
No respect whatsoever.