Whilst in Newcastle Emlyn I called in on John. It was one of those warm dry days of spring before our “second winter” of the year started in July. He ushered me out to his patio overlooking the winding River Teifi, offering a seat before pouring bowls of very expensive black tea from his newly acquired silver teapot. I lifted my Lumix L1 and caught him about to sip. Click the image for a larger version.
Reflections in a silver teapot
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