With essay writing and editing this week, I’ll admit I’ve not had much time for creative photography or stopping to catch the glimpses of subjects. Though, I’ll admit, I’ve seen a lot of ducks and squirrels on campus.
Instead, I guess I treat you to vicarious champagne drinking through an image of my glass from the final swing session of term. As we’d been given champagne for teaching at one of the Wantage Formals, we decided to share it amongst the swing dancers who turned up that Weds.
Of course, this being the 50s, I graciously left my lipstick on my glass, reapplied it, and carried on dancing. After taking a photo, of course. 😉