Only three other people in the church apart from me. One of them, a woman looking at the spines of the books in a desultory way, glances at her watch and goes out. The other two are sitting behind desks: a man with a beard and a grey-haired lady. I take a picture of their corner, and the grey-haired lady immediately speaks up:
This is just for your personal use, I take it?
I assume you're just taking these photographs for your own personal use?
Well, no, it's for a website, actually.
Ah! ...Well, you might have to - if it's for a website, you should really check -
I did ask permission before I came here. I spoke to, er, Ken -
Oh. Ken Brown.
Yes, that's it. I spoke to him yesterday. I said would it be all right for me to come and take photographs, for a website, and he said fine.
I see. Well, in that case, of course... But can you not use any of the ones with us in, please?
The man with the beard, who is drinking something from a mug, stares inscrutably above the rim, with his eyebrows raised.
Well, I could airbrush you out, if you like.
She goes back to her work.