Last night I took the bus home and it was full of people dressed up to go clubbing, shouting and drinking cider. This morning I woke to grey skies and rain. I walked to work along the promenade and found a lonely remnant of someone's Sunday night.
Last night I took the bus home and it was full of people dressed up to go clubbing, shouting and drinking cider. This morning I woke to grey skies and rain. I walked to work along the promenade and found a lonely remnant of someone's Sunday night.
Fantastic photograph just crying out for a story.
Great news: I shall look forward to reading it. 🙂