Light and shadow

During the afternoon's respite from singing, we went back to Pershore to see what the start of the Plum Festival had to offer. Precious little, to be honest. Half a dozen stalls, one of which had some plums for sale, a chap playing a guitar, the town crier not crying, and someone making balloon animals. To be fair, Prunella Plum was also there, but I didn't see her.

So we went to the Abbey and challenged ourselves to take an interesting photograph. This is mine.