I Love It When Nothing Fits.

Well, I forgot I'd taken this foto of The Diamond Shiny One being as plonked together as it gets when you are neckless of Portishead, which is a sham e as it perfectly captures the moment when you slash your hands opening lots of ingeniously secured little boxes of parts and realise that none of them are going to drop into place without a murmur and that you'll be filing and cutting, snipping and generally tweaking like a good 'un for a fair while yet.

Still, it is all part of the joy and it isn't as though I have much else to do, when I get to do anything much at all.


La la laaaaa