The Boss came back from his winter sun holiday, brown and healthy and wanting to know what had been going on in his absence. It was appropriate and perfectly well-intentioned but I had managed all my projects seamlessly while he was away, and I wanted to tell him to go fly a kite.
“Go fly a kite. ” Where did we get that expression from? It looks like a lovely bit of activity that I’d like somebody to send me off to do!
The photograph was taken on a beach in Brittany. The object, if you haven’t worked it out, is the kite.
~ Spotted Cow