The story behind this ...
I was walking though Leicester (as you do) on a fabulous sunny January day after a fortnight of doom and gloom ...So a feeling of elation had permeated into me ( as you would expect). Sort of in my own little world (as you would be at my age). Then something caught my eye (as so often happens to photographers ... even the amatures like me). Blinding glare in me eye ... Thought I was havin' a seizure for a moment ( as you would think at my age). Came to me senses (as you do ) but it takes a while at my age. Confronted with a tattoed windscreen (so I thought). Snapped it (as any snapper would). Straight after doing the deed trouble started. The concerned car owner was glaring into my face '' what the 'eck you up to?'' Smooth talked him and showed him I was harmless( as you do for self preservation) He calmed, he saw my camera and I showed him the reflection. He was stunned and stared in awe at me. ''Fancy seeing that '' he said ... ''You a professional photographer ?'' he asked ... I just smiled (as you do) .
This is just a filler posted in advance before getting back from a week down in Suffolk in our bolt hole.
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