Birthday book

It’s my birthday, and I’ve had a lovely time. Original plan was a walk at Pennington flash this morning, but the drizzly weather meant a change to brunch at Bents garden centre. Then the weather improved, J’s brother and his wife and one of his cousins came over for cake and an Italian meal.

I realised that I hadn’t got a blip (other than an image of the drizzle on the windscreen). So this is the book J gave me as a birthday present. I’m a big admirer of Salgado.