Spyweary

On vacation, we went to the Portland Farmer's Market.

It was a freak show, surrounded by a crowd, packed into a two-block long alley.

I decided to document this, on the sly, as I imagined the locals would not take kindly to being mocked by tourists.*

So, holding my 8mg Oly surreptitiouly by my side, I clicked away, Janey Bond.

I got this

and this . . .

and this . . .

and this . . .

. . . which are the elbows of my very own Honey Bunny.

I doubt MI6 will be calling anytime soon.

*I live in a resort area. I know how annoying tourists can be.