Interlude

Well after feeling on top of the world on holiday I secumbed to a " virally mediated meltdown" aka "man flu", aka " a bit of a sniffle". So spent the weekend being ill like only as man knows how, contemplating early retirement and wondering what was becoming of me.
Unsurprisingly to those who live we me I rallied in time to return to work and am back to my old sparkly best.
So there is my excuse for a blip interlude.

This lunch time between visiting training doctors I had a coffee with my friend Hugh at a cafe called Interlude which is fitted out like 1950s but with the option of cappuchino.

This chap was loitering outside, so I put aside my shyness and did some street photography.