No words

Sometimes there are no words.  Today was one of those days.

This is the Beach Cafe at Southsea, where I went this morning for some headspace.  This afternoon I spent with my old gent, who's being pursued by scammers - multiple calls a day from people who tell him they're HMRC taking him to court for large sums of money.  How low can you get?

Then there are poor folks in North Kensington behaving to each other like angels.

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