Yesterday, one of my favourite magazines; Black & White arrived. I always take time to read it, cover to cover and it usually inspires me to do a bit of B&W, This is today’s effort.
Most mornings, at this time (0615 or thereabouts, there are very few people about, perhaps a rough sleeper or two, and the lady whom I see every morning, but have never spoken to, on her way somewhere; to work? Or home from a night shift? Who knows?
I get passed by the occasional cyclist, presumably heading towards the ferry. When I get there, I usually see the same people, even say hello to a couple. Then, every so often somebody will pass a slightly more detailed greeting, such as “Lovely morning isn’t it?” To which I always give a jovial reply..
Then, on the way back, on a Tuesday in particular, the day starts to get busy quickly, There’s Greg’s, with Bob outside, having his breakfast. Tuesday’s are market day, not many stall holders setting up, usually two or three. There’s the shop keeper who sells flour (especially useful during the lockdown). It’s always interesting to see what is going on. Even when it’s quiet.