Last week was Mrs T’s birthday and much time was spent too-ing and fro-ing through quaint little cotswold villages via Cheltenham Race Festival traffic to brewery  then through still quaint, but soaking wet villages in yet another spate of rain. When will it ever end. 4 days off in a row (including the w/e) and the ability to turn off the laptop and avoid the workplace, which for me is becoming even more like some sort of trip, not particularly bad and not particularly good but overwhelmingly peculiar and seemingly governed by the board who seem to consist of dice men and women, everyone of them governing their own little kingdoms with scant regard for anyone else. I’m having a couple of chats a week now at least discussing the absurdity of the thing, its like an itch I have to live with as I’m institutionalised, unable to leave, less able to tell any future employer what it is I actually do, and why they would want to employ me. So folks I’ve taken things into my own hands and am hoping to pursue an altogether more photogenic line of business, my own business, my own company Dronelogicuk, in which people employ me to take photographs of their house, their manor, a roof here, a field there, whatever you want I can try to take that shot with my drone. The greatest problem I have is negotiating the whole social media side of things, having been absent from Facebook for some 5 years now getting back in to the tepid Facebook bath has revealed itself to be full of pubic hair and toxins. Christ I really don’t want to be there, but its important, and i’ve got to connect with Instagram too, visual see and possibly tik-tok (Zob help us all). I might put a link up here, maybe not, but if you have the displeasure to find yourself wading thorough the advert rich treacle of Facebook then look me up dronelogicuk, if nothing else theres some nice photographs!