Under Wraps

It's been a day of subterfuge... All very cloak and dagger and very very exciting.

But I've signed a non-disclosure thingy which means no photos and no hints as to where I've been or what I've done.

And so, today's photo is rather clever symbolism for hiding things away - under wraps...

On the way home we stopped, unexpectedly at the lovely G's work unit where he has an amazing collection of classic cars - all under wraps / covers.

And we had MUCH fun wandering in between all the cars pulling up the covers and glimpsing the cars stored underneath.

And G is a lovely guy, one of those old school gentlemen types. And he has the most wonderful stories to tell about his childhood - he was born in one of the first Polish internment camps.

It's been a rather surreal day. Especially when compared to my 'normal' working day of yesterday :o