Grey and humid here chez Casa Reynard, and it rained a lot overnight.
I overslept. Oops. But I was cream crackered after yesterday, so that's my excuse. But I *have* done a load of laundry and have spent the morning ensconced in front of Photoshop. I recently acquired a set of black & white slide scans from the 1986 Formula Ford Festival, but the person who scanned them didn't check the slides or scanner for dust, so I am now spending time removing dust spots. Tedious, but has to be done.
There are also artefacts on the images that I suspect might have been dust on the original photographer's lens, as they're in the same place on each frame. I remember one memorable day shooting at Rockingham with a cat hair lodged on the camera's sensor...

Always carried a little rubber bulb with a soft brush on the end after that.
Am planning a bicycular bimble this afternoon, but given the forecast, I will not be straying far from home. Might go down O Furlong to look for blackberries. It'll be sod's law that if I go out I'll catch a shower, if I stay put, it won't rain at all.
Anyways, it is time for luncheon.