Gran loved to have flutter on the horses, and here she is studying the racing pages. I don’t know how she managed to read them as she had cataracts at the time. Sheer will-power, I suppose. One of the very first shots I took with a pre-war Leica IIIb which I had saved up for from my pocket-money. Was 19 years old at time. I lke the Rembrandtesque lighting – natural light from the window. This would be 1960.