Clang, clang, clang went the trolley

The sunrise was gorgeous this morning, a dramatic sky, and on the way to work I saw a rainbow or two.

From my bedroom window I was photographing this when I heard a female voice speaking an exquisite language; this lady was walking and talking on her mobile, I think (although forgive me if I'm wrong) in Chinese.

I loved her shopping trolley, so bright and colourful on what turned out to be such a dull day.

I often listen to people's conversations as they walk by, I feel rather Hitchcockian about it really, it's rather voyeuristic at times, but I've never been this close to the street before, it's a bit of a novelty I suppose.

And I'm nosy.