Thursday night fever

After almost 11 hours online I grabbed some fried chicken and penne, jumped on my bike and zoomed down to the west pier to grab a few dives before night fall. 
Then a leisurely return cycle via the cemetery and a long quiet walk. In the more recent section (the one where tombs still get regular visits) there are quite a lot of solar-powered garden lights that come to life as the day fades. The graveyard takes an air of miniature nocturnal metropolis.
And the Deans host the nightly disco. 

A special thank you to Mary Connolly for lending me her headstone to rest my wee camera for a longish exposure.