Giggling girls, 1987

For some reason I have been re-reading an account I wrote about travelling in Andalusia, southern Spain many years ago. It wasn't just nostaglia, I wondered if my writing had conveyed what I felt at the time. I concluded that mostly it had. Occasionally when I ran into groups of kids, I would ask them if I could take a photo. I loved these moments, and the daft conversations I had with with such young people. Always make them laugh!