Keeping dry

It's been dark grey and damp all day.  I told myself not to be feeble and go take shots at the Friday market, but when I got there I found very few stalls - swathed in opaque plastic - and very few people, ditto.  The camera didn't come out of its case until I was on my way home. 

So here's the bus station, where at least there are places to keep out of the wet.  Not that it was pouring at all at this point.  I'd gone out with a hat but no umbrella, this girl had an umbrella but no coat.  I think, though, when you're her age and zoned out on your music you're in such a cocoon the weather doesn't dare touch you.

What a Bank Holiday!  Have a happy evening  xx