In transit

I took this street image featuring my favourite seat in Canterbury this morning on the way to work. Tallulah and I left early for the walk to work; in my mind this was to allow for opportunities to capture images, but Tally thought it meant extra leeway time to thoroughly sniff at intriguing smells and to seek out the whereabouts of skulking cats.

The bloke on the seat took no notice of us as we sauntered by capturing the odd brief megapixel of patterned light.

Now I am in Liverpool in a hotel overlooking Queens Dock and only a few hundred meters away from the conference centre where I will spend a large part of the next four days.

I do hope the internet access here will continue to be as good ar it is right now at nearly midnight.

Sleep well blippers.