Instagram Photo Challenge and other things.
Dear reader, I'm inundated at work. My writing to you has suffered. It's your misfortune, I do realise. This morning I've snatched a few minutes to update you. A small update. I could give you a big update but it would involve lots of spreadsheets and concatenate formulas and I'm sure you don't want that.
Instead I'm going to tell you a little about my instagram adventure. I'm taking part in a photo challenge. A theme for each day is followed, not too well by me. For instance last Friday the theme was food diary. Here's my contribution, with the caption 'ooops'.
I'm on a liquid diet.
Yesterday we had to post strapless. Well I don't go strapless, believe me you don't want me to, so I struggled with this challenge until I had an epiphany. I recollected that I wore this little number in Brighton last year. A vision in a sapphire sheen of elegance it is not but I took a gamble and posted it. I haven't been banned yet.
Meanwhile I am sure you want an update on the men in the office Friday style challenge.
Yes, bright or colourful socks.
At home Mr Him has modified his clothing to come up with what he calls 'Shipwreck Chic.'
Now for your challenge, use the word concatenate in your comments.
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