I doubt they saw me out there photographing them at around midnight last night – the lights on the sea wall were so bright that the bit of light which seeped through our bedroom curtain would have dulled into insignificance by comparison; and if the men in orange did see me, I would have been just a dark silhouette against the railings at the top of the lower steps. I trust they wouldn’t mind if they knew what I was doing.
When I get behind the lens of my good camera, the Canon, and I adjust it to bring them closer, I feel the buzz of excitement on the wall; which seems appropriate seeing as this comes from your spy fly on the sea wall…
One day I might send Network Rail the best of my shots.
Most people have fairies at the bottom of their garden – but this lot certainly don’t look like fairies!
When my dear old mum saw last weeks photographs of them she said, “I could fancy them!”