Bristol Pastels

Another rainy day, but Janet Phyllis and I went into Bristol for a wander. As much as some of the city is so changed now as to be unrecognisable, other parts are almost immortal. This is Redcliffe Parade West, slightly corrected for angle of shot.

We stayed mostly dry, but I was a little distressed to see so many homeless folk in the Broadmead, huddled under soaking wet sleeping bags. And as we drove out of Bristol, the endless lines of ragged caravans parked up beneath the M32. We really need change.