Worshipper, Bray Prom

Gorgeous mild evening, with lingering traces of pink in the sky above the milky grey-blue sea. Good to see this woman felt free enough to do this. And, in truth, why not? Nobody appeared to even notice (I was the only obvious onlooker, having rolled down my car window to take a series of shots. Odd thing was the man with her, presumably her partner, wasn't inclined to join her. He paced about smoking a fag, perhaps not impatient, but apparently at a loose end.