Slam.

I liked the expanse and the shadows being cast across the wall of an empty pub. As I was waiting for the clouds to move for maximum shadow, three little lads sidled up looking perplexed and asked me why I was taking pictures of a wall.
I explained enthusiastically about the pleasing angle of the shadows and streaks of rust tinged dereliction while they looked blankly at me. When I'd shut up they asked if I could hurry up because they wanted to play football and I was in the way.