It is the most stunning winter day. I love the weekend. Doodling around with a possible new venture, nursing a hangover, walking in the sunshine, listening to happy SKA music, chatting to friends. It is a particular kind of happiness.

The street art is a new piece on Sackville Street. I wanted to document it, because it will be painted over in a few. The beauty of precious moments. Sometimes it is the small things, like a completely different route home.