Sunday: A Doorway of Two Halves

One of the my favourite things at the weekend is to get up, make a cup of tea and take it back to bed and have a read.  Unfortunately, my upstairs neighbour is not so considerate of that........the noises he makes are really quite hard to fathom.  Half the time, I think he is playing marbles on his floor - anyway, my plan came to nought as he was being too noisy for me to read in peace (we're talking 0900 here - I don't think it's unreasonable to expect a bit of peace at that time).

The weather continues to be glorious - good enough for a nice long walk.  This is a fairly typical scene - half old, half graffitied.  I quite like the contrast.