local snaps

 That I have no social life is evident from the way Im wandering about town taking snaps... here is the river yesterday, a beautiful calm evening.
Below is the square where building works dominate every corner; a wall at the side of the church is being demolished (according to Kat, to make a brothel), a house is being uncrepied on the bit opposite the church and the 8a8 undergoes more disruption as the ground is prepared for paving.

My heart sinks everytime I see a man with a theodalite...

This mornings sunrise was something else though - so red that the houses were all tinted pink. Beautiful but ominous.
Bit like a man with a theodalite, come to think of it.