Bob Hoskins, Long Good Friday or was it Mrs BT, matters not. These two young ladies were oblivious to the world at large
As I left my most favourite cafe of the moment I noticed tinsel shaking and dangling about 100m away. My first thought was it was the last two people from a Saturday night hen-do resting before climbing the short incline. Wrong!
I got closer and they were from the hair salon they were standing next to. The glitter was tissue sheet size baco-foil and the plastic shroud, the wind was blowing, extended all around.
I was still surprised and walked past, only within steps to reach for my trusted camera …
As I was in route to somewhere I could only get one photograph … perhaps next Sunday.
