Dreich Day

To obtain batteries for the little bathroom radio, cheap like me,I headed out to the market.  As it was a normal Summers July I wandered across the park, lighting my way with the light on my mobile.  This was harder than I thought.  Having sent too much time indoors, the other day I rushed about getting things.  I felt the result today.  However I stumbled through the market, obtaining bargain price batteries thrust upon me by the stall holder.  He did this last time also, I reckon these 'special' prices fell off the back of a lorry.

Old joke.
An Irishman was walking down the street carrying a pane of glass.
"Where did you get that?" enquired a police officer.
"It fell of the back off a lorry," came the reply.

Wandering home I found the remains of my cough useful.  When the pavement got crowded I merely coughed gently, but noticeably, and they way cleared swift as you like.  This will not harm them but saved me wandering back and forth to get through.  In spite of Boris people are still afraid of the virus and taking care where ever they wander.  Quite right too.  I keep a black mask in my pocket now just in case I wish to impersonate a bank robber and enter a shop.  It's only fair.

I have become fascinated by this crane.  There is something about the long straight line streaking up into the sky against the light that attracts me.  Naturally I need a proper camera, the old fashioned glass plate cameras would do this well, to get a better picture.  
I am just fascinated by this, sometimes it actually works, of course as the workers are behind wooden walls eight feet high we cannot see what they are doing.  Another 'white elephant' brought to us by a council determined to fill this space, even though no-one else wants a hotel here, there are three empty hotels already thank you.