Whitby Busker.

In a desperate attempt to start catching up with the postings, this is the third entry of the day starting from here.
 
I had planned to go cycling again today, but was still knackered from yesterday’s wind, so drove up to Whitby to see the Abbey however, the lighting wasn’t ideal for photography. I felt that such a dramatic ruin needed some dramatic weather; a thunder storm would have been nice, even sunshine would have been better than the dull, overcast light that we had.
 
Having exhausted the Abbey itself, I took a wander down into the town where I came across this busker; he posed nicely for me so I put a few shekels into the receptacle provided by his lovely assistant’s uplifted skirt.