Trees at Cliveden

Lunch in Beaconsfield to celebrate the birthday of Fastaperture's younger son, then to Cliveden via Chalfont St Peter to blip. A grey and cold afternoon, with the grand old house looking a little less than its usually marvellous best. From the Terrace, the trees, which were just coming into leaf.

A toss-up between colour and black and white but I've gone with my usual prejudice towards the latter.