I love old people.

Don't get me wrong, you can get some miserable old boots, but in the main, I've loved chatting to old people and hearing their wonderful stories. I love the lines that define an old person's face - I find them beautiful to photograph and draw. 

I was sitting enjoying a mean brew the other day in a local cafe and this little old lady caught my eye. She looked quite scared and unsure and she didn't have a drink or anything. Then a chirpy chap joined her with a tray of tea and sausage rolls and her face lit up - beautiful.