She was one of only two people on the beach other than us and we were hesitant to disturb her peace, but you know me. I'm not sure if she gave me permission to take a photo so my daughter attempted to justify my odd behaviour by explaining that I was an artist (as if that would explain everything). As it happens, she understood and Leeds Lass (known only by her email address at the time) was very friendly and accommodating. I promised I'd email her when I painted something. She emailed me back with a variety of titles that I'd asked her to think of, some of which included her name and others which were a clever play on words. I hope she likes my slight twist on the suggestions she made.