Yesterday was the annual general meeting of our camera club.
In the absence of an alternative candidate, I was re-elected unopposed. Before the meeting, I thought it appropriate to have a haircut and beard trim to look almost respectable. On the way to the barber shop (not a hairdresser), I noticed the reflections in the window.
At the end of the day, after the meeting, I realised that reflection was the only shot I had taken all day. Aaagh. It was dark with drifting drizzle, so of course I went to Seaview. The Marina is a dark and lonely place in this kind of weather though there were a few lights in the boats.
Nearby, the grain silos of the local flour mill were glistening under the floodlights as the rain drifted by.
I was a long day so that’s all.