This was taken on a rather cold, breezy Saturday and I must admit I was succumbing to the chill - one of those days I suppose, caught off guard. Tucked inside an old vault is a public house and as I descended the steps my vision totally failed me, the combination of the warm heat and cold spectacles placed me in a dense fog. This was obviously a regular occurrence as, on reaching the bottom and peering over the tops of my glasses I espied the landlady offering a tissue, I accepted, wiped my lenses and ordered a glass of non-alcoholic mulled red berry wine - delicious!