Found

On my way to work today at about 8.30am I found a photograph on the pavement. My first instinct was to grab it so it wouldn't get blown away. The lack of sheen, the lady's hair style and the uncomfortable looking sofa makes me think this photo isn't a recent one...I would like to reunite it with the owner as I can see how this could be of huge sentimental value to a certain someone. For instance, when my grandad passed away and we emptied out his house my father become alarmingly protective over his childhood photographs. We weren't even allowed to stop for food on the motorway in case someone broke into our car and drove away with his photos. Slightly irrational but understandable? Maybe.

I made this pseudo poster, and stuck it onto a pillar near where I found the photograph (somewhere off Fleet Street, London). I felt so flustered putting it up as I was surrounded by bewildered business men and ladies all staring at my ridiculous antics. I really wish my handwriting was less child-like and that I was subjected to rigorous handwriting classes like the ones they had in the Victorian era. Here's hoping someone emails me soon or I'll have to put up even more posters which will be pretty embarrassing. Sometimes, I think I need to be more apathetic and less flakey. ah well.