This one was taken while in a state of extreme boredom as I waited for Marni to emerge from her after school art class and Oskar played one-on-one football with his mate Jay. I need to figure out how to use the post-school hour more productively on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, when Marni's occupied and Osk just wants to kick a ball around with his mates. With all due respect to the lad's ever-growing football prowess, there are only so many times you can watch an eight year-old pretend to be a Premiership footballer and act impressed. So I ambled around the playground trying not to look like a pervert as I snapped a few interesting patterns, by far the best of which was this one.
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