Surrounded

Just can't escape jubilee fever.

Had the 'assertive exchange' with a complete stranger when unlocking my bike yesterday evening. Couldn't keep my mouth shut when he put forward his extremely right wing views on what makes 'our country' British. I have no idea why he thought I would be interested in hearing them and, on reflection, no idea why I thought he would be interested in hearing why I thought he was talking a load of racist shit.

This latest window display from Martin, the guy who runs the shop opposite where I work, intrigues me. Must ask him whether the art exhibition and life drawing class he is promoting will have a jubilee theme.

There are also some gorgeous sunflowers in the window but unfortunately out of shot.