A beautiful smile

Spent the afternoon at Making Sundays Special in the city centre. It was cold and the entertainment vaguely disappointing and my youngest was already angling to go home.

Our collective mood was temporarily lifted when a troupe of colourfully dressed ladies in astonishing headgear swanned by. The one bringing up the rear cheerfully turned around when I asked for a photo. It's blurred, but a good deal more cheerful than the 32 others I captured today of my grumpy 7 year old.