For the camera at least! My Billingham bag, hanging up, unused. We took a trip out to Crantock on the north coast, but the camera stayed home. I was free to walk the beach like the normal folk, without constantly looking for that elusive photograph. Actually, it felt like a holiday, though I had the [mju:] with me, just in case, but nothing caught my eye. But there’s no such thing as a day off in PotD - at least by my definition, so I did take this one quickly, before going out - without the camera again - for home made pizzas cooked in Iain and Beck’s Rayburn. Thanks guys! (Don’t mention the Rayburn...)