Durham, Market place, two gloomy Saturdays ago. Harassed mother, sullen child, shopping completed, taxi ordered for the return, empty bench. Take control, weight off feet, shut him up with crisps, quick tab*, instant relief. Simple pleasures. Wait and watch.
*Tyne/Wear slang = cigarette. "Tab" cigarettes sold well here before WW1.
I have no idea what was actually happening, but the scenario fits. I couldn't help seeing these two sitting outside the Market Tavern; I stood there for some time waiting to shoot from the hip. I cropped off a half-person from the left and straightened the image slightly; otherwise as-seen.
25mm, 1/50th sec @ f7.1, ISO 400
No chance of being on-site from now until Tuesday as the Town Twinning arrives shortly from France, and Moira and I shall be fully occupied acting as dutiful hosts. We might get the odd photo, though. Hope you all have an excellent weekend.