Waiting For The Post?

The bus stopped outside the entrance to Lothian House, where a pale face peered through the Art Deco window above the letterbox.

It reminded me of a piece I wrote in a creative writing class, based on a similar photograph, I had decided that the elderly lady wearing a formal hat had just visited her lawyer to rewrite her will, cutting out her son who was ruining the family company - then I realised that I knew absolutely nothing about business!

(BTW the photo was taken through a wet bus window...)