Last Friday night, outside the V&A.
It had all been quite an extraordinary day and night, which I'll tell you about soon. I was experimenting with my digital Canon, trying to work out how to do a shot in homage to Magritte, because it was such a Magritte night. And then I saw these two: young lovers, channelling Victoria and Albert. There's something magic about the accident of blurs, don't you agree?