The bust, candle and elephant

I decided to try and catch up on some sleep late this afternoon, and my short snooze became quite a long nap. Helena came to wake me just after I had surfaced, but I was still feeling dozy.

When I came downstairs, the sun was shining low in the west, and into the front room where Helena had put on the tv to hear the latest news about the widespread disturbances in London and probably beyond. She has to go to Finsbury Park on Thursday for two days and is concerned for her friends there.

Just above the tv, the light was very bright and I tried to record the contrasts. I'm not sure how successful I have been, but it is certainly black and white, unlike the causes of the troubles.