Not waving, but clowning

Wandering into a sometime gallery in Skib at lunchtime as the Art Festival is on, who should I meet but Freespiral and Himself having a sconce at what was on view. After we'd parted I was looking at some silhouetted art lovers in the Uilinn gallery and realised it was them again, whereupon the shameless pair cavorted in a most pleasing manner.