Eugene at The Lucky House

Mostly pottering today, groceries, cutting grass and all that exciting stuff. Managed a walk in the woods/beach with the dogs but didn't take a camera. Sometimes it spoils both the walk and the photography if you are trying to take shots and holding up the show. So I wandered into Clonakilty looking for a late Blip and spotted Eugene passing The Lucky House.
Eugene doesn't really know me, but he came to a teenage party at our house about 5 years ago when he was about 13, wearing big Aviator sunglasses, a waistcoat and carrying a small suitcase, strode in the door, stuck out his hand and said with a HUGE smile, HI I'M EUGENE. I never found out what was in the suitcase. That moment's kinda of stuck in my head since then and when I see him I always smile. Thanks Eugene.