Day 78: Waiting for Pigeons

It was so cold this morning and there I was on my photo walk, standing in city square waiting for pigeons. Pigeons you say. Yep me standing, eye glued to the viewfinder pointed at a statue covered in pigeons waiting for them to fly off, which I was sure would make an awesome b/w. As it was I'm sure I looked like a statue of the tourist to anyone passing. And I'm sure the word Pillock leapt to many a mind.
Woke my better half up from a sleep in with an ill conceived early message and I know I'm not forgiven. Sorry.
And sixteen hours spent copying one computer to another, aaaaarrrrrggggghhhhh.........