TAT

As you know I am not one who rants BUT this deserves it and it cost me twelve quid for the privilege!
I should respect my own opinions the word TAT isn't in the name TATE for nothing.Photography lured me through the doors.I knew the art (pronounce the word art with a strong scouse accent and you will know where I am coming from) would be at best crap but I was naive enough to think the photographs would be worth a look.The pictures by Sander showed no empathy with the subject and had all the artistic value of a police mugshot.I hate being taken for a ride.

Anyway I was in town to find a birthday present for Helen and to have the sensor cleaned on my Nikon D610 which is filthy despite very little use.

Met my sister and Steven who had just had breakfast as I was heading for lunch.Excellent bangers and mash with plenty of onions and gravy (definitely not that pretentious jus for those who have dinner in the evenings rather than their tea).

Weather warm and muggy mainly grey skies.