The Thames and St Pauls

After work popped round to see Mr P who is in hospital. He's still very poorly but was in quite reasonable spirits. Mrs C was coping well, tired but bearing up and soldiering on. I'm glad we made the effort, they're both having a rough time at present.

It's frustrating. We all want to help, but there isn't much we can do and we don't want to impose either.

Afterwards I had some time to walk along the Embankment before rushing back to Stevenage to pick up Mr H who was travelling back from York badminton camp.

I had a go at a long exposure of the river inspired by Missymoo with composition and treatment inspired by The Sultan of Cool . I've got a long way to go but I'm having fun on the journey.