WET, WET, WET

To the Kelvingrove to see the moving Brushes with War.  We stayed for the organ recital and I wandered about trying out stuff I've been learning on the photography course about difficult lighting situations.  I have clearly learned nothing, as you can see in the extra, where either the audience were extremely moved by the recital or someone still hasn't got to grips with the exposure triangle. 

Spent the evening learning Spanish, starting a basic APH course and catching up with correspondence.  Since I abandoned Facebook the last task takes much longer, but is infinitely more satisfying.