The Rebel.

I never went to work this morning.

It was such a nice day that I got of my bus in the centre of town and strolled in the sunshine over to have a look in the National Gallery.

The problem was, that due to the tramworks all the buses were running late and the centre of the town was jammed solid, so rather than hang about I thought a few minutes having a look at some nice painting would be just the ticket.

So after half an hour or so I headed down the the office - probably the best way to start the week.

I also met these two ladies feeding the birds.