The not-so-subtle hoarding and red builder's fence prescribe an obvious 'theatre' for a photograph. Not only do I follow the 'see red, shoot red' rule but there is a chromic-balance offered by the two wide bands of red in the image (the fence and the text of the hoarding).
All I then had to do was to wait for the right actors. And I must be doing something right to have been offered this sweet, yet venerable, couple.
I think the story writes itself.
Around and About
These images were all taken on-the-hoof; just around and about as I happened to have a camera with me. I say 'happened to have', but of course it was a deliberate act, to always carry a camera. Which I did, everyday for years. Sometimes you don't make a photo, it does in fact just come to you. Actually that's misleading. It isn't so ordained as all that - rather if you make a habit of carrying a camera you will find that you are inviting photographic opportunities.
I think they are good images, but they languish somewhat as they don't cohere into any greater story - other than story of my time on lunch or immedieately after work; which is how and when I took them.