Developing a taste for . . .

. . . the red dot sort of camera.

Dad is next to him, but didn't seem concerned that his son was handling his very expensive Leica Q2 camera; in fact he's happy to have gained some marks to the paint job over the last 18 months or so.  He tells me that it gains him credibility when he congregates with other Leica owners, the sort who might have used theirs as much.

In the Extras, a guilty stance outside the serving window of the fudge shop; and the view from Lyme Regis along the Jurassic Coast, a view that never palls.