Jaffa cake, round 2.

We shared one pair of protective glasses between the whole office. They were kept at the desk of the two interns near the door. We had to cross the road, but you could see the sun perfectly from above the buildings. The fruit stall vendor aired his dissatisfaction at people being occupied by the sun and the moon and not his fruit. The glasses were happily lent or offered to the odd passer-by. I'm not quite sure what happened here, but I tried. :)