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It's a strange image. It almost didn't make the cut into the final edit that was sent for publication. The original was in colour, which with the 'Spoons carpet was a bit messy..

As a small image Inna tablet it fails, but on a large screen it works better, then you can see details, the empty bar, the stacked chairs, the paperwork, water bottle, Lucozade, the cleaning spray.

It's chilling to think that this could be a significant image in 5 years time of people react to Tim Martin's proclamations. Just think, a no deal Brexit could plunge us into further food shortages where just like now imported food is absent. Imagine all this again in a harsh winter.

Ironically the place was called Grill Rush.

It's been a week of unrelenting misery. See my portfolio, from prophets of doom to wearing big knickers as respirators via a murder. I really must take up sunsets, gassy water birds on twigs.

Indeed, I'm amazed at how many folk leave their noses outside their masks. It's quite surreal, folk wearing plastic gloves on the street blissfully unaware that the virus can live for 3 days on plastic.

There seems to be some sort of logic that gives a magical effect to masks (or scarves). Whilst wiring pics to the paper yesterday a white van man pulls up in front of my car with mask on, windows wound up. He then winds his window down, takes his mask off and starts vaping.

Regional media are classed as key workers, exercising and going to the supermarket.

I'm aware that there's risk in covering it, but I'm not crazy, imaging that scarves and towels are a defence against a virus.

Let's just say I only carry long lenses now.

Yes, he was frozen stiff, had been there overnight.

I had grabbed the breaking events bit late last night, and missed paper editions, but got 4 national paper web sites.

This kind of shot gets the desks online something to update the story with early doors, I was out at 6for this.

Funny how you cut into photographer mode. I thought the yellow jacket harmonised nicely with the daffodils.

Thank You.

Normally that would be just camera club exhibition fodder.

In these times of blacked out buildings, face masks and takeaway food only it has a powerful context

Always difficult, as people always smile for the camera.

A bleak night in what had already become a ghost town.

I'm not normally a fan of prime lenses, but the f1.4 was bought for those pitch dark events, and this was its first outing in anger. It will be off out tonight as a compare and contrast.