A photo a day from the famous East Midlands city, its surroundings,
and wherever the photographic journey takes me.
Sunday, 27 April 2008
Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head
Or in this case hailstones. Market Street, Thursday around 1pm. The sky went black and it began. Millions of hailstones landing, stinging the face. Sheltering in Selectadisc. Wet hair before you could say Jack Robinson.