Going over old ground

A walk in the drizzle after a night of crappy sleep isn't the most inspiring start to the day so I wasn't really surprised to find myself down this lane taking this photograph again. It's one of those ones that I often take as I'm passing as insurance against not finding anything more interesting. It's not that it's less interesting than any of the other saunas (although without Lefty and Geezer it is less amusing). In many ways it captures the inherent misery of the places better than many, especially that Cadbury's flake finger-in-the-mouth image. The broken sign is a nice touch. As is the padlock. It's just all glamour.

Nothing else happened. Some setup on M's new laptop for later and a new copy of Black and White Photography with a cup of tea.