Shrubhill (seriously - too many to count)

In amongst all the sunny, summery vibes I found a tinge of melancholy in the form of Cigs today.

As I wove my way past sun drunk office workers in beer gardens and street cafes, bus stops with young men comparing their various shades of cerise sunburn and sunglasses that could be measured in metre tonnes, Cigs provided the counterpoint.

This unhappy emoticon composition, so often tucked away in his works, but this one jumped out at me and seemed fitting I should include this in my shot of the day.

Me? I donned Factor 50 and have a sort of pale manila envelope vibe going on. Not the searing pain of 3rd degree sunburn for me. Oh no.



Not yet, anyway.