Potty

I can never resist taking lots of pictures at Kings Cross station - usually of the beautiful new roof. Today it was glowing golden yellow in support of Clic Sargent children's cancer charity.

But how could I possibly ignore this? Actual grown ups posing as Harry
Potter and being charged handsomely (I imagine) for the privilege. God knows how long the poor woman holding the scarf had been at it, but at the given signal from her colleague she would drop it and duck out of the way as a photograph was taken to give the illusion of 'Harry' running through the wall.

Up to Bridlington for the weekend. B's parents are on holiday so we are spending a few days with Gran. Looking forward to the sea air, fish and chips and being called 'love' by everyone.