So, we set off with camera (me) sketchbooks (him) money for a hot chocolate and warm socks on.
Here are some snaps from the day's adventures, after which I went down with some sort of virus . . .
We didn't see who lived here, but the sandy construction was about the size of a boiled sweet.
A lovely tap
Ezra's favourite factory — something to do with grain I think. I stood for a long time and watched the pigeons flock from one end of the buildings to the other, with seemingly no reason to do so, but then what do I know?
I don't usually like 'peach' coloured paint, but for some reason I found this rather classy 50s? building rather wonderful in it's new coat — hypnotically so. I walked around for ages just looking at the way the light changed the tones of peach, or warm sandy-yellow, before I realised that I was totally freezing, and we went to sit in Café St Francis (I think it was) where the hot chocolate was totally delicious.