Windows

The children from the special needs department, with whom I work at a special programme, went to eat chips in the village, because they had won a contest. They were very excited about that and invited me to come along. I was tempted to, but decided not to go, for there were other children who could do with extra time. The rest of the day I had a craving for chips.

I pass the windows on the blip very often, but never knew how to portray them. The windows are part of an old half-timbered house.