Having a smoke

I saw this old guy outside a pub in the Broadway wreathed in tobacco smoke as he had a quiet cig.  Was he waiting for someone, waiting for a bus, waiting for Godot - no, perhaps not that last, he had no-one to wait with.  So who knows?  Anyway, he becomes my blipstar today.

It's been cold and very grey.  Depressing too.  To be honest I had no idea what my blip would be when I set out, but I did have to go up to the hospital so I knew there'd be no wildlife walk and in the end I was happy to have got this.

Take care, lovely blipfolk  xx