Guitar Bob

Friend Bob was up from Wales with a group of friends, so I met him and his partner Linda in a York hotel yesterday evening. Great to catch up. Bob and I used to play music back in the day in Hereford, indeed I have replaced him, one bald bearded American who doesn't mind playing rhythm guitar to my lead, with another here in York.

The photo is of a strange factory [brick works?] on the Humber. It has a very steam-punk, other time feel. I scurried past, not being entirely sure that it was not a human recycling plant.