Festive Berwick at night

A long day - Morning Job, Job No. 2, then a short walk through Berwick to the rather pretentious bar where Mr M was playing with a jazz group.

After atrocious weather earlier in the day, the wind had died down and it had stopped raining, so I took the opportunity to blip the Christmas trees at the front of the town hall. Not a great fan of blue lights on Christmas trees, though!