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i usually forget i live next to a train station and how much i enjoy that:
trains slow down for their arrival and leave quietly too, slowly accelerating away
the only trains we notice are the very occasional steam train which are even more wonderful.
every now and then i enjoy looking out of my bedroom window and take a photo
yesterday i was taking pictures of rainy puddles from my bedroom window
and spun around to look into the underpass
and caught the eye of a young-ish guy standing there
i did not take his photo: the puddles were more photogenic
but as Lucy was leaving the house, he was ringing our doorbell and angrily demanding to know who lived here and why was i photographing him.
i met him at the door and explained i wasn't photographing him, and that i was photographing puddles
i showed him the pictures of the puddles, and he apologised and left.
HOWEVER
if you're in a public place, i, and every other photographer have every LAWFUL right to photograph you, whether you like it or not
i kinda wish i HAD taken a picture of the guy because this is a fact that i like to argue