And everything. The tat would have blown off if I'd tried.
It was windy down there too for some reason. Must have followed us down. It was just impossible to tend the rhubarb and train the whippet. So took some snaps instead.
I was channelling Michael Kenna at the time. I suspect he was blocking me to be honest. Can't really blame him.
I may have even taken this through the window of the conservatory. They have those sort of things down there don't you know. And I was stood sheltering in its warmth.