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Just before closing time, the outdoors drinking area of this Rye pub was still lit for late comers. It was early May, a few days after Walpurgis Night (not normally celebrated, as far as I know, in English sea-side towns) and for days I'd been unable to get the swirling rhythms and funereal bells of Berlioz's Symphonie Fantastique out of my head. Naturally I imagined this lamp-lit scene being the venue for the witches (in the music) as they settle down exhausted after their night of depravity for a cup of Horlicks before cock-crow. Stupid boy.

This viewpoint was the only one that didn't have a lamp in the shot yet still got several tables in. It's a tad over-exposured in the middle, but I think the image works because of its limited tonal range and the disposition of the chairs, though I think a crow - the witch's familiar - perched on the table would not have gone amiss.     
    
Just before closing time, the outdoors
drinking area of this Rye pub was still
lit for late comers. It was early May, a
few days after Walpurgis Night (not
normally celebrated, as far as I know,
in English sea-side towns) and for
days I'd been unable to get the
swirling rhythms and funereal bells of
Berlioz's Symphonie Fantastique out
of my head. Naturally I imagined this
lamp-lit scene being the venue for the
witches (in the music) as they settle down exhausted after their night of depravity
for a cup of Horlicks before cock-crow. Stupid boy.
This viewpoint was the only one that didn't have a lamp in the shot yet still got
several tables in. It's a tad over-exposured in the middle, but I think the image
works because of its limited tonal range and the disposition of the chairs, though I
think a crow - the witch's familiar - perched on the table would not have gone amiss.
Just before closing time, the outdoors drinking area of this Rye pub was still lit for late comers. It was early May, a few days after Walpurgis
Night (not normally celebrated, as far as I know, in English sea-side towns) and for days I'd been unable to get the swirling rhythms and
funereal bells of Berlioz's Symphonie Fantastique out of my head. Naturally I imagined this lamp-lit scene being the venue for the witches (in
the music) as they settle down exhausted after their night of depravity for a cup of Horlicks before cock-crow. Stupid boy.
This viewpoint was the only one that didn't have a lamp in the shot yet still got several tables in. It's a tad over-exposured in the middle, but
I think the image works because of its limited tonal range and the disposition of the chairs, though I think a crow - the witch's familiar -
perched on the table would not have gone amiss.
Just before closing time, the outdoors drinking
area of this Rye pub was still lit for late comers.
It was early May, a few days after Walpurgis
Night (not normally celebrated, as far as I know,
in English sea-side towns) and for days I'd been
unable to get the swirling rhythms and funereal
bells of Berlioz's Symphonie Fantastique out of
my head. Naturally I imagined this lamp-lit scene
being the venue for the witches (in the music) as
they settle down exhausted after their night of
depravity for a cup of Horlicks before cock-crow.
Stupid boy.
This viewpoint was the only one that didn't have a lamp in the shot yet still got several tables in.
It's a tad over-exposured in the middle, but I think the image works because of its limited tonal
range and the disposition of the chairs, though I think a crow - the witch's familiar - perched on
the table would not have gone amiss.

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