Frustrations

So there we were, enjoying a weekend stroll round 

Chiltern Open Air Museum when the Madwoman makes us stop and

wait for ages while she takes 'atmospheric shots' of the steam rising in

drifting curls from the fence.

All she managed to capture was a lot of glare, the back of our heads

and Archie's left ear lit up by the sun like a nightlight.

And to cap it all,

we weren't allowed to chase this.

Pffft.