No Strumming in the Corridor

First of the frosty runs in this morning, followed by the first of the proper dark runs home. Proper as the battery went a couple of miles along the proper dark bit of the old road. Interesting how different that road feels in the murk compared with a few weeks back. Feart? Me?? Naaaa...*

Playing around with different cameras and lenses when these two wandering minstrels appeared around the corner. The students are that used to having cameras pointed at them around this part of the college (they'd just walked through another group of media students unsuccessfully trying to film a scene without people constantly walking through the scene) they never missed a chord when I pointed the muckle big 200mm lens at them.

* pedalled a wee bit faster though.