Bathing my arse

A day in the office, only got time to take a few film shots around Manchester & in the Royal exchange. Thankfully the evenings hyperactive session of two Jack Russel's in a woodland that is teeming with rabbits was lovely & sunny, so the day was redeemed somewhat. 
I do love ending the day walking in the woods, or 'forest bathing' as the pretentious arses of this world now call it apparently.