Low Footfall

A quiet shopping centre in late morning in Stirling. A sign of the times perhaps.

We were in town shopping for some stuff before going on holiday next weekend. I was waiting for Mrs S to return from a shop so I was messing about with a camera trying to darken down the foreground so that folks were not recognisable but keeping the middle and far distance in focus and bright.

Almost inevitably after we got home we were reminded when we dug suitcases out of the loft that one of them sustained a broken handle last year in Canada so we will either need to get a new one (another trip to the shops) or make do with an older one. I think the latter option will win out this year. Come to think of it the suitcase was bought for the trip to Canada and it was a good make (the one associated with reindeer if you follow my drift) so it is a bit irksome that it only survived one trip. Ah well, it will not spoil looking forward to the hols.