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Fuji X-Pro2: Day 4 (tired of this yet? Me either).


Waterloo this evening. Trains not running because of it being hot - you know, the wrong type of sun or something. The weather parameters in which our rail system functions seem to be narrowing every year.

Not much to say today - I had been hoping to get home and sort some more photographs out for people from recent shoots but, well, the scene above tells you all you need to know. I bumped into my brother-in-law and a friend of his, Comedy Bob, and we went to the pub before getting an Uber home. So now I'm not fit for writing anything but tomorrow is another day so I shall start again then. In the meantime, here's another photograph, again taken with the go-anywhere (at least at the moment) X-Pro2 and 35mm f2. You're welcome. 


It was kinda hot today. I mean, for London.

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