27th October 2005, 9.00pm: Pollokshaws Road, Gorbals, Glasgow
The bike ride home, a very late night at work ahead of big things tomorrow. In the quiet street, deserted save for the occasional bus, lies this black umbrella, clutching the centre line, its body broken. The shot, quickly snatched, barely even fits in the umbrella, me keen to be on my way, and equally keen not to spend too much time spread-eagled in the middle of the road.
