Passerby

Lurking for a blip, I snapped an approaching figure. I was so intent on the snap it took me a minute to realise that I'd photographed Karen, who I was of course waiting to meet.

Couple of nice German beers and some food, followed by one for the road in our local pub as we got off the bus, and some typically great chat with strangers about politics in the Granary as a result.