First time I’ve ever been sad on getting the latest Iain Banks novel.

Twenty years of Meltdown and I’ve never been before. But tonight, Yoko Ono POB.

This one’s in memory of Banksie.

Sunsetting.

Onions & garlic sizzling.

Can you tell what it is?

The trees are looking lush now.

London in May. Looks like the church is on fire.

Waiting to give blood. Is this a healthy option?

Tulips outside my office in Paddington, yesterday.