I didn’t want to get up this morning, but I managed it. Still shorts weather, although I did put on a cardigan to keep out the slight breeze. I’ve been walking past this block of flats for quite a while now. This morning, there was a quality of light that really brought these to life.
I must admit that I wouldn’t like to live in them whilst it’s like this.
There was a bit of a cat convention as I walked along North street, one bolted, the other two looked at me probably wondering what I was doing there. At the same time, the seagulls were really letting rip. I’ve said before that I’m slightly thankful that we don’t live that close to the waterfront.
Yet another trolly thrown in the cockle ponds, it really is utterly mindless and so annoying. I had a look in Richard Martins’ gallery. No books of interest, he’s had a nice globe in the shop for quite a while, I’d get it, but it’s a bit smaller than what I want.
Bills Posts 