Vicki

I was grumbling to kasty today about the rubbish weather and how it doesn't exactly inspire one to great photographic feats. I told her I was resigned to taking one of the many pairs of wellies abandoned around town by visitors to T-in-the-Park; which are obviously coated in a special kind of music-festival mud that cannot be cleaned by ordinary soap and water.

So a pleasant surprise to bump into Vicki who was waiting for a friend inside a bookstore. Not a terribly tough introduction for me to make, as we're colleagues at work although this is the first time I got the chance to take her photograph. I originally wanted to pose her in front of some of the books on display, but it soon became apparent that finding titles that could not be misconstrued in some way was nigh-on impossible. Especially with the current bestseller! So we settled on blurry background blobs that don't even look like books.